BY GLORIA O’KOYE
Apologies
Apologies
Apologies.
Sweet words to swallow
Phrases frolicking on eardrums
Before turning bitter once it’s fully digested.
The truth hurts,
But who wants to accept it?
More bandages on open wounds
Pouring out silenced voices,
So annual end reports for grants
Would look good.
Bodies from rich family roots continue to be
Mocked and targeted.
Something that always happen
So there is nothing new about it.
Just a sorry
And another Oops,
To go along
With more empty promises.
The words
‘We want change!’
Continues to be more diluted
With unanswered cries
From the lands of weeping souls
That deserve more than just justice!
The words from the people were not enough!
Until it became a social sector trend
Now numbers and statistics are popping up!
The public gasp
In their half-hearted shock!
Just another wave of empty promises
But who really benefits
The community or the people that are higher up’s?
