The Black Tuesday

 This is a poetry that captures the gruesome attack of the Lekki protesters exactly this day, last Tuesday. 

The Writer, Aliu Akeem is an author of the book Facing The Audience. He has written several articles for publications addressing contemporary issues in the society. He has also written several poems on topical issues. This is the latest of his poem in his anthology. Enjoy!

                 ON THE BLACK TUESDAY

Standing on the feet of righteousness.

In the home of security consciousness.

Laced with wrappers of the Green and White,

Chewing the National anthem like gums,

And there come the booming of the guns.

Men were fallen like rotten pawpaws

Chased like lambs in the midst of fox

Bathed in the flowing Ocean of bloods

As they pass on without goodbye words

Heads were scattered

Legs were shattered

Arms were crippled

And faces were crumpled

Screams of agonies were sent home

Man becomes disarray

On that dark night of Tuesday

Flocking in National mourning.

What a day you are!

October 20 2020

You Welcomed brutality

Against protesters of police brutality

In the bubbling Lekki city.

But why did you kill them?

Who ordered those men there?

Was it coincidence that the light went off?

So what happened to the cameras?

Were they the ones who dine with the bombs?

Were they the one who took hostage of the North?

Were they the snatchers of Chibok girls?

Were they the one killing with daggers?

While Ak47 sits on their shoulders?

So why did you kill them?

Only if they were the blowers of the oil pipes,

The ransome collectors in the bushes.

Only if they were the looters of the nation.

Only if they were the perpetrators of corruption.

Then, did they deserve that annihilation

But these guys were as innocent as a dole

But when the gun came, 

oh! It was so fierce, furious and ferocious.

A day to always remember.