A NIGHTINGALE SINGS

A NIGHTINGALE SINGS THE SOOTHING ELEGY

Tears drop from the liquidised eyes
Heart aches when it comes to wars
Fought in alien innocent lands poles
First great wars in the African lands
Fetched men from home to bloodshed
On the lands of their gods with heartfelt.

Millions of breaths were buried in graves
Million of breaths in East Zoo found dead
Bayonets and guns found friends in blacks
Adversary ammunition dismembered and
Bloody howling winds to mass killings
Gathering like pearls in alien graves land.

Hunger and starvation permanently lived
Fear and ambition battled in African land
Shedding blood in a no value of futures
Creating smiles to masters, cries to slave
Witnessing incest crimes, killing relative
Sympathy bore brutal treatment cures.

Eyes declare victory in mysterious
Ears perceive vicarious sumptuous
Igniting humanity to complex values
Fate supplementing to vacuum laughs
Fermenting value to noble emptiness
Counting in vain to praise cacophonies.