Hopelessness
written by: Ediomo Awakessien
Tonight, I’ve been welcomed by rounds of shelling and raids, this beautiful city where I was raised is now sitting uneasily on a keg of gunpowder.
The hot tarmac has lost count as to how many feet had kissed her worn-out face and the sands cannot tell anymore how many dead bodies she had hugged against her wish.
And now we’ll stagger to our graves where we hope to rest in peace for hope is nothing but a mirage.
Ediomo is my name. An aspiring writer and talktor, a student of History and International Studies, University of Uyo. I am very much passionate about the "world society" which begins from my immediate society, I am passionate about humanity too, I believe humanity to be the greatest religion. The best I can do for my society is to lend my voice, to wield my pen and put into writing the things that affect us.
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- Hopelessness - July 22, 2022
