AGONY OF THE BLOOD 

O land of the blood! 

Where’s my blood?

What is my sin?

Oh evil men,

Why me? 

My life lied upon my blood,

Laying curses upon the land,

Laying curses upon the hands,

Upon the hands that took my blood.

My blood shall rise! 

Tell my lovers to wipe their tears,

Tell Mama I’m now with Christ,

Tell my mates my life was taken,

Tell the man whose drink is blood,

Let the hands that slay me know,

My blood shall rise! 

O land of the blood! 

Arise from your evil plans,

As blood already soaked your palms,

Taking Esther’s life just at her prime,

In agony, her blood keeps wailing.

Yes, her blood shall rise! 

O evil men whose drink is blood,

O land of the blood,

Esther blood shall rise!

Yes, her blood will fight!

Her blood planted a taboo,

In the hands that slay her throat,

In the soil that soaked her blood.

Her blood shall rise! 

Yes, her blood will fight! 

XI-V-MMXXVI

PS:

Poem dedicated to late HARRISON ESTHER, a student of BHS EKINRIN ADDE, who was slaughtered and her blood taken away, in her house while preparing for school in the early morning on 4th May, 2024.

(May her soul rest in eternal light).

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Image of Harrison Esther