Lightening: The State Runs Poem by Victor Okechukwu Anyaegbuna

Lightening....
flashing bright and sharp
Frightening...
sparks oncoming Thunder
hesitates to announce.

Lost, messed and scared
they run with it to winter....
leaving bandits ready
to seize the State without a fight...
planned or fortuitous

Thunder will quake the blessed land
and the stench of resistance
will remind of exploits
fearless Generals sowed
whose grand genes will germinate
to reclaim their loosening heritage.

18 October,2024