The Sparrows And Locusts Poem by Tony Adah

An empty sack never stands erect
Expecting from our quotidian toils
We waited for grains to come
The sparrows and the locusts
Have all each eaten them.
Shrivelled like tobacco leaves in harmattan
We waited in vain
For what to make us stand
And move our country ahead
The drones have stolen everything
And the workers are sleeping on flabby stomach
We have put in our own
But our country is adamant
To make us stand erect.