By Victor Uzodinma Chukwuma
47. Dialogue with Fatherland II
Into darkness
I fell
In darkness
Now I live.
The chilly wind
Kisses so hard,
The roaring jackals
Hold my day by the neck.
The hand of evil, cold and heartless
Seeks to take light from your scion,
The spirit of Judas Iscariot
In the balcony of our castle loiter.
I have come a long way hard,
A raft in turbulent waters,
I now sail without rudder; I know.
Save the fatherland Lord.
48. Am Just
Every day now injustice hovers
Spreading it tentacles like night.
Inequality hovers and I cannot sleep.
But for my skin silently I seek their death.
I pen verses for the weakling
That nurse their heart with fiery balm,
Bind their dying spirit with elixir,
And point lost souls to the Sun,
When the deed is done and trumpets sound,
Lie to the angels he was culpable,
His peace was our strength,
But wisdom knows its children,
When the reckoning day now comes,
I will stay up not in guilt,
My tongue will stand with light,
Pronouncing on evil its sentence.
Victor Chukwuma, Professor of Physics, renowned for his immense contribution to the development of Astronomy and Space Science in Nigeria, is a Fellow of the Astronomical Society of Nigeria and the Nigerian Institute of Physics.