Born In the Middle East

BORN IN THE MIDDLE EAST By Eddie Egbelo Ntebri Alas thy has been born; from thy dark mother’s womb To inhale the venomous air from thy bleeding ambiances What a conclave; concealed by dusty decisions Dejection and pity shelters thy unpolished skin; Leaving thee with regrets of a propelling heart Thy nostrils filled with the breathe of human plasma Thy ears shielded by war songs Oh! What a derisible human nature Fractioned by poverty and hunger Petitioned by freedom and peace Oblige by blood and sickness Appraised by saboteurs and oppressors Dictated by tyrants and impostors Delivered by a murky womb What kind of life awaits thee? A life of rumble and hurricanes; surpassing the humble spirit of sleep A life that beseech the passage of horrid times A fountain life of crisis in melodies A life that grips fear as the solitary courage for survival A life that expects a bullet in every sunrise A life of dismay and objection Hold back thy tears from its drip Human history surely needs to change its course In-plant within thee the spirit of believe Hope lies beyond the valleys Sing songs of triumphant victories Because thy blood will surely be thy peaceful covenant