By: Ikwuagwu Osita Victor

In the beginning was the word,

Now are these words-WEEP NOT.

Men know themselves when not ripe,

And you come. And they deposit you in a bin.

….…..Weep not……….

Nations love war; War hate nations,

And you starve. And you die.

….Weep not…..

That fund for your vaccine was siphoned off,

And polio is here. And who is bothered?

…..weep not…..

Edifice that touches heaven; we erect them,

And you learn on bare floor. And no books too.

……..weep not…..

At eight that man raped her,

And he walks freely. And it perturbs none.

………weep not………

I saw him on the road. I saw his goods on his head,

And the truck came. And he went.

……….weep not……..

Didn’t you see madam ferry her to that far land?

And she is thirteen. And madam has them younger.

……….weep not…….

Long and dark a tunnel may be, be sure:

Illumination exists at its end.

……WEEP NOT……

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(Ikwuagwu Osita Victor is a writer and poet of Nigerian descent. He is a transformational writer who believes his works would trigger positive societal change. )