October 30, 2017 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

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Eddie Awusi




Rohingya Refugee



She approached me,

With a catalyzed look,

That hung on two worlds.

Covered in a shawl of reeds and dust,

She picked her emaciated steps,

Through mangled roads;

Aiming to cross her ordeals,

Of genocidal Tatmadaw’s fire.

She is too weak to flee but she is fleeing.

Her torturous life lay within her manacled years.

Hoisted like a failing Union Jack.

She lives in death and dead in life.

Appearing and reappearing like a shadow person.

The earth trembled beneath her fragile steps.

This feminine victim of Rohingya ethnic cleansing,

Walking unsteadily like a frightened child,

When he schools his legs to walk.

She is one, out of a sagging list.

Her sense of human hood,

Is dripping off her skin,

Like water; splashed on the back of a duck:

This ghostly woman,

Once the envy of a noble sea.

Her footfalls falling,

Like a poor kiss on the earth.

As she made it through the shrubbery.

Into another devastating life.

Cruelties in IDPs.







Eddie Awusi

Eddie Awusi is a Nigerian writer of Isoko extraction. He graduated from the prestigious Delta state university, Abraka in 2007, where, he got a Bachelor of Arts degree in English and Literature. He believes in the universality of Arts and global citizenship of the creative and Imaginative artist.

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