I Will Never Forget The Pain Poem by samuel nze

I will never forget the pain
The sadness, the tears
As my heart sank in the shadoof
And the water seeped in
Mixed with salt and came up
To my eyes
Sadness, grief, despair and longing
There was pain in my soul
Hate with the pasiion of frustration
Moaning impatience in a mediocre country
This man was insensitive to my feelings
Cared less for my moods.
My spirit spited God and was restless
Wishing to have nothing to do with the
Impersonal deity: sooner no God and
No grief to drive me crazy
Millions of churchmen greedily pray their way
To wealth, having duped their following
The grand theft of machination leading to
Confusion, the staccato of overwhelming
Discomfort in acrid economy
National uncouth and disdain, miserly
Debauchery in the oligarchy of the haves
Of course I am pained
I hate to be a Nigerian - I hate God
For making me who I am
Let me be!
Let me be!
And the restlessness goes on
In the sadness of dissatisfaction
And the growing malice
Of frustration in the sheer
Insensitivity of man
Yeah, the black man
Who claims to be my brother
But is but a swarthy elf
A negative of the devil himself.
But who cares for the devil -
Who even cares for God?
Only the pain is recalled
The pain of sitting in that room
Looking at the same
Narcissistic in sensitive creature
That claims to feel me
I will never forget the disdain
I will never forget the pain.