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Travellers

The silent agony of our eyes
Are filled with complains our hearts can't bear,
Our homes are occupied by tenants of resentment and disappointment
Mumbling words only our hearts can hear.

We scream beyond our eyes
Life has treated us well!
We are pressed down with burdens, that are not ours
Burdens we trade during the night hours.

Can we escape the inevitable rot of life?
Can we embrace the voice within us?
Our faces are eaten up with thoughts of silence,
And blows of hunger and strife.

We are tired travellers
Finding our way home.

Copyright © Moses Chibueze Opara
(a contemporary Nigerian poet)

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