ECLIPSE OF THE MIND.π The road to nowhere, The chant of solidarity, The noise of charlatans, The fuzz in the city, The journey unending. How do we decipher this, Some are undisturbed, Not concerned, But all perplexed. Who shall speak, Who will move, Who will step forward, Who will advocate. The light is fading, The night is coming. The "die is cast" The view is now clear, The road widening, The sky blue, The grass green. Which way do we go, Left or right, Front or back, We deny the existence of the problem but face the consequences thereof. Our Nation in shambles Our state in Anarchy Our homes in turmoil No laughter No joy No celebration Like the noiseless graveyard, Like the empty sepulchral, It all look like the end. But we have decided to live each as our last, To seize the day, To live for the moment, And to hope for the best. We are tired..... But what can we doπ€· ✍️ Prisca Ojiobianu #sweetmotherhood#