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How To Describe My Nation To My Guardian Angel | Abasifreke Dan

Together we sit and watch
our nation rolled into
a fat bunch of cigarette –
smoked off at its butts
by the same belching lips of
those that once promised us
beds of roses & streets tarred with golds.

It is only in a shattered country
that we sleep in pains and wake in death
with notes on grief plastered on our chest
and a millstone hung over our neck.

We are then like exiled seafarers –
journeying from a shattered countryside
to a black boat at the Elysian shore
that awaits to take our corpses in batches
to where the howling tempest comes no more.

Photo by Mick Haupt on Unsplash

About the author:

Abasifreke Dan writes from Uyo in Akwa Ibom. He is a creative writer, student, essayist, and poet who loves exploring the world of creativity through writing, and reading books. When he is not writing or reading, he is either watching movies or listening to podcasts. His literary works have been published on Nnoko Stories, Eboquills, and, is forthcoming in others. Dan is currently studying for a B.A (Hons.) English and Literature at University of Uyo.

Find him on:
Instagram: @abasdan45
Twitter: @abasifreke_dan

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One Comment

  1. Antai Goody Antai Goody

    It’s a great poem with powerful imagery. I applaud the young writer, Abas Dan.

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