Poem | Blaming The Flames


    It was a sunny night
    The nights sun was shinning white
    The breeze was a cheetah
    And everyone laughed at the banters

    Suddenly, the sounds were revolving
    Hard, strong, and could go miles
    People were shouting and running
    They say, it is the men from the forests

    They had masks on, black ones
    Guns to slaughter men with strong souls
    They spoke the same language
    But still were ready to throw their own people into the garbage

    They finally succeeded, took our girls away
    They sacrificed some at their points of merry
    Others were at their sacred meeting point
    While some were just walking by

    Questions asked, answers not given
    Till today, some say they are on their way
    Others say, its a blame game
    But I say, We. Are Smelling a War Game.

Poem Analysis!
I really like to analyse my poems so that non poets can understand what message am passing on.
This is a poem about the current insurgency in Northern Nigeria by the islamist sect Boko Haram. It tells a story from an Omniscient perspective about what the effect of the group has caused the region.

In Stanza 1 the writer tells us about the peaceful serenity of the north, men chatting at night and everyone in a cool calm serene until…….

Stanza 2 heralds the arrival of the sect as the writer describes them as “Men from the forests” in relation the the sects popular base, the Sambisa forest. The panic the people witness on announcement of the arrival of the sect by releasing bombs and so on is also portrayed

    “They had masks on, black ones
    Guns to slaughter men with strong souls
    They spoke the same language
    But they are willing to throw their own people into the garbage”

In stanza 3 above, the writer tries to describe the differences that’s tearing apart people of The same ethic background as he says in the last line

    “But they are willing to throw their own people into the garbage”

Which means they are willing to kill there own

In stanza 4 he talks about the modus operandi and successful operations of the sect in recent times from bombing public places to the popular kidnap of school girls. Finally, in the last stanza, he takes a hint at efforts of the people, government and himself to secure peace.

    “Till today, some say they are on their way
    Others say, its a blame game
    But I say, We. Are Smelling a War Game.”

The people say they are on their way again to kill more, and are protesting out of insecurity
Others refers to the government who has taken party incentives to blame one another for the crises, but they truth is, a war is looming north!!!

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