Photo Credit: Faleye Israel | Model: Folarin Adeola

Gun is my Christmas gift,
Bullet is the bonus.
Yes, gun is our free gift,
Coming with a bonus of bullets.

Shipped from across the sea,
They call it our empowerment programme.
It flew from across the sea,
We are their foreign policy.

Gasses everywhere,
They pollute our air with the sweet fragrant smell of sarin.
Say, gasses ubiquitous,
Our air is sanctified with sarin.

For our freedom they claim to fight,
But corporate greed is at the fore.
They claim freedom fighting,
Alas corporate greed we see.

Shots of the gun birthed my birth,
By it I shall one day die,
Tomorrow is uncertain,
My certainty .

Written by: Oladele Oluwasogo (


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7 responses to “CHILD OF TERROR

  1. Chimezie

    Great piece. I loved the final stanza especially. Kudos.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. This is a really touching poem. It makes you feel the intensity of the hurt and pain. I love the hard hitting way you wrote this.
    Amazing job. You have some good posts here and I’d love if you could check my work out too.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Imran

    Thumbs up Bro, Love The Diction…. Keep It Up

    Liked by 1 person

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