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USA Africa Dialogue Series - Re: This Jubilee Is Not Golden(Poem)

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Chidi,

Birthdays are for giving thanks that the Almighty has kept us alive, sustained us and brought us to this season, even if the current feeling is a little bitter-sweet.

Your family and we too thank the Almighty that you are in our world.

 Our task is to contribute to making this planet a better place to live in. So, we want to see more of you here – and in Nigeria too - before someone writes our Bertrand Russell type obituary, when we graduate from mother earth to the next stage of existence, hopefully at about  120 years of age, that  the golden mountain no longer exists -  although the 72 African virgins could be up there waiting for us as we will eventually find out before we pass  into non-existence…

So cheer up even if you feel that you yourself cannot be happy until all the brothers and sisters are also happy.

Peace & Love,

Sincerely,

We Sweden

 
On Thursday, 8 August 2013 10:58:12 UTC+2, Chidi Anthony Opara wrote:

By Chidi Anthony Opara

 

Daybreak.

Dew-like drizzles

Dulling the bright demeanour

Of this budding August break day.

Drizzles,

Downpour.

Fore flavour of Ramadan feast.

 

"Today is the eighth day of August"

My mind murmured.

The dull demeanour of this August day

Peeped into my den,

I peeped.

 

A congregation of choristers

Converged,

Besieging my den door.

"Today is the eighth day of August in 2013 AD",

"Today marks your fiftieth year on earth",

"Today marks your golden jubilee on earth"

The choristers chorused.

 

"This jubilee is not golden"

My mind murmured.

I mused,

My mind meandered the maze of miseries.

 

Hordes of hapless citizens

Hamstrung by unholy homilies

Huddle in public places

Homeless,

Hungry,

Angry,

Hunted by self-anointed holy warriors,

Hunted by militants of all manners.

 

My mind moved to Biafra,

To other vanquished lands.

My mind gazed at the genocide.

This jubilee

Indeed is not golden

My mouth murmured.

 

 (This poem is in commemoration of the author's fiftieth birthday anniversary.  All Rights Reserved).

 


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