Poem: IF YOU EVER HAD TO ESCAPE FIRE by Etudaye Musa
“you made to drown yourself in
a noxious elixir and a blank page.”
“you made to drown yourself in
a noxious elixir and a blank page.”
‘Every now and then, they grace our tellies
Our leaders of yesterday, today and tomorrow
With their grey hairs and bulging bellies
Collectively bringing us sorrow”
“I am the help I cannot seek”