Lethargy

Odimegwu Onwumere

Gosh!

We now eat mixture of nuts,

dried fruits, baked tears,

wear calibrated hearts

between meals

to provide us extra energy

because of our hearts that camp on trips

for the gory tales that germinates

from the land making us

the prisoners of conscience

look gormless.


We now look like the very

fine thread made by Spider,

with very light delicate material,

like light wings of a dragonfly.



But there is still hope, there is future!

Hope is what that is not seen.



Where a runner reaches,

a walker shall reach too,

only if not discouraged by fear,

fear is a demon! Only focus.