Doused conflagration delivers ashes. <br />A harvested plantain tree <br />Gives breathing space for suckers to thrive. <br />The transition of a great monarch <br />Revives sinew of hope on heir aparent. <br />A great man transits <br />Bequeathing great inheritance to successors. <br />A leading horse in a race <br />Beckons on other horses to increase speed. <br /> <br />I ruminated over these sayings; <br />I was imbued to think about the youths. <br />Like a clairvoyant; <br />I peeped my third eye <br />Misty vision beclouds me <br />Palpable despodency clothed me <br />Looming confusion beckons on the future <br />Planlessness of past years <br />Is about to birth anarchy <br /> <br />I sighed with great pain. <br />I wonder if others <br />Are seeing the same. <br />I wonder as the elders <br />Nonchalantly attend to the future. <br />Elders are around <br />Yet the heads of new babies <br />Are not properly rested <br />At the back of their mothers. <br />The youths are in pains. <br />In pain of joblessness. <br />In pain of docility. <br />As early morning breaks daily; <br />More confusion powdered young faces. <br />They wandered about for nothing <br />Their energy and potentials. <br />Are being buried as days go bye. <br />Hope bleaks the more daily <br /> <br />I watched in disbelief <br />How elders are at marketplace <br />Yet babies are improperly rested <br />Behind their mothers <br />We blame the youths <br />Forgetting our traditional roles <br />We spared the rods <br />Breeding future rascals <br />We extremely copied human rights <br />At the detriment of our children's future <br />We failed to culvitate the fallow soil <br />Leaving wild animals behind <br />To ravage our youths. <br />We cherish our careers <br />Leaving a porous future <br />Our cosmetic joy of today <br />Is ruining hope for future <br />Hope is in limbo.<br /><br />Babatunde Aremu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-in-limbo/
