This is where it hurts!

I come from a place
where nothing new is fetched
All future dreams lay bare
Even in grandpa’s eyes there are tears.

I come from a place
Where big seats belong to those deemed fit
Not even crumbs remain for us to eat
Crocodiles surf, and guerillas lurk.

I come from a place
Where justice has gone extinct
Law and order are trafficked for minced meat
And the poor jury commits pseudo-perjury.

I come from a place
Where her leaders are cannibals
“Kill and eat,” they say in their carnivals
Corruption is now an annual festival.

This is where it hurts!
This is where it hurts!
Are we not worth any good?
Is there no beauty in our darling dreams?
Switchblades in our teary eyes, loud silences, our voices die.

Who will listen to our clamoring?
Who will wipe our tears without devouring?
Oh, this is where it hurts!

©IPA