Women cling babies
to the back with cotton
running and shouting
men with cutlass and guns
the epic men with powdered guns
chanting war songs again
women running with
flap flat and raised breast
like demented souls
men without arms running
with nakedness, shorts and shouts
flinging their frontals like dullards
children running after
and without their parents
crying death to us
it is war again
should we allow this happen
for war reduce our numbers...
John Ugolo Umah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/war-again/
