This is a war that has been waiting to happen
They don’t love each other and never did
They are not forgiving each other deeds overlapping
Generations whose hatred they never hid

They send missiles to greet each other
The way you and I send words to one another
When we’re angry and pain does not bother
To differentiate between strangers and brothers

It is the age of damage
The stage of rage and carnage
Angry birds in an iron cage
Trapped in rampage.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river