Austin Tam-George, a Ph.D. and commissioner of information in Rivers writes this piece of poetry on the chronic national maliase of poor electricity supply. o electricity anywhere I am searching for myself in the dark. ‘Integrity’ sounds gritty to my ears. ‘Change’ is the rotten diaper in the bin. Have you seen the bloated corpses in the streets? No electricity anywhere. No electricity anywhere. They see the world through the narrow keyhole of prejudice and divisionism. They strut the hallways of power with martial rigidity. But the Naira is an orphan in tattered loincloth. Have you seen the roofless classrooms, and the forlorn faces in the markets? Have you seen the troop of beggars on every pavement? No electricity anywhere. And we’re in the grip of a dangerous ineptitude. No electricity anywhere We are a nation drenched in the excuses of a wooden Messiah. The King’s ears are pampered by specialists across the ocean. Have you heard about the job losses, and the promises betrayed? Have you seen the bloated corpses in the streets, after the arrival of the cattle herd? I am searching for myself in the dark No electricity anywhere. Dr. Austin Tam-George is the commissioner for information and communication, Rivers State. Connect with him Facebook. The opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author.
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Austin Tam-George, a Ph.D. and commissioner of information in Rivers writes this piece of poetry on the chronic national maliase of poor electricity supply.
No electricity anywhere
I am searching for myself in the dark.
‘Integrity’ sounds gritty to my ears.
‘Change’ is the rotten diaper in the bin.
Have you seen the bloated corpses in the streets?
No electricity anywhere.
No electricity anywhere.
They see the world through the narrow keyhole of prejudice and divisionism.
They strut the hallways of power with martial rigidity.
But the Naira is an orphan in tattered loincloth.
Have you seen the roofless classrooms, and the forlorn faces in the markets?
Have you seen the troop of beggars on every pavement?
No electricity anywhere.
And we’re in the grip of a dangerous ineptitude.
No electricity anywhere
We are a nation drenched in the excuses of a wooden Messiah.
The King’s ears are pampered by specialists across the ocean.
Have you heard about the job losses, and the promises betrayed?
Have you seen the bloated corpses in the streets, after the arrival of the cattle herd?
I am searching for myself in the dark
No electricity anywhere.
Dr. Austin Tam-George is the commissioner for information and communication, Rivers State. Connect with him Facebook.
The opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author.
The post No Electricity Anywhere: A Nation In 3 Stanzas, A Poem By Austin Tam-George appeared first from online sources and was reposted by the community on The Trent.