Scattered Screams

SHATTERED SCREAMS ECHOES OF OUR SILENT SCREAM, TORTURE FROM A LEADER'S STEAM, DWINDLING OF OUR NATIONS DREAM. WE CHOOSE TO FIGHT AS A TEAM, OR WATCH THEIR THEATRICS LIKE A FILM. IF WE FIGHT, OUR VOCIFEROUS WEAPON IS HUSHED, IF SILENT, OUR FUTURE IS CRUSHED. TOLLGATE IS NOW THE BLOOD GATE, WHERE HEROS OF JUSTICE LEARN THEIR FATE. OUR VOICES ARE STRANGLED, WE'RE MANHANDLED LIKE A STAR SPANGLED. THE PILLARS OF OUR STRUCTURE IS FALLING. WHO HURTS HIS CHILD AND FLOGS HER FOR WAILING? RELEASING THE CAMOS, WOLFS IN DIRTY SHEEP'S CLOTHINGS AND BLACKMARIAL TO HUNT DOWN CITIZENS. INTERNAL TERROR SUMS UP MY ANALYSIS. NIGERIA, YOUR ACTS DABBLES & DAGGERS MY HEART. WHERE IS THE LABOUR OF OUR HEROS PAST? OUR RESIDUE IS IN THE DEN OF THIEVES, AND THE OLD CERTAINTY OF THE FUTURE HAVE BECOME MERE "IFs". VickManuelPoetry {VMP} Copyright© 14th Feb, 2021.