Naija Poetry

Thompson Emate

Thompson Emate

Wednesday 21 January 2026

Songs from our feeble hearts,

Songs about the darkness that has followed us,

We count our losses and name our troubles,

Our hearts sink deeper into the mire.

Songs from our mothers,

Songs about the difficult days,

Songs reflecting their gnawing fears,

They sing and weep,

Offering themselves for their children.

Songs from our fathers,

Songs about the uncertainties that loom ahead,

Songs about the sinister shadows at nightfall and the uncanny sights at daylight,

They sing and sigh,

Weary of seeing their loved ones taken to the abyss of the unknown,

Grief sways on the swings of their hearts.

Songs from the children,

Songs that strengthen the weak,

Songs that tunnel through the pervasive night,

Songs that echo in silent chambers,

Time waits for their footprints,

They are the hares that daringly challenge the odds.

Songs from a grieving land,

Songs from a sorrowful land,

It contours and meanders into the unknown,

Songs that seek new paths,

Songs that search for hidden light,

Songs that journey toward the Divine,

Songs that are rivers of sorrow awaiting the rising sun.