MELODY OF ANARCHY
by Ajani Samuel
Shortlist (Top Seven) of the 2020 Kreative Diadem Annual Creative Writing Contest (Poetry Category)
Our land is Atacama desert for
The past two weeks
Yesterday, I met my brother praying
For rain under our stairs
So last night, it rained.
It rained bullets and gunpowder
On a swarm of youths who wore
The national anthem on their lips.
Death robed in the green of military men
It sat with a long fork in a toll
In the throats, lungs
And bowels of men and women who drew
Peace on their jaws.
My dinner was served on a plate of
Bloodbathed national flag
So I ate my tears with a sandwich of
Carnage on mat last night.
Thanks to God, Satan woke me
And others with the
Melody of guns at 5:30 am.
News at 10 is a song of the dead
Our Government is crashing cymbals
Of anarchy on the streets
The sun refused to glitter today
Perhaps it went to petition our
President to address the nation.