Osazu
Mood:  lyrical
Topic: Philisophy
Osazu

Osazu is one of us, a few of the many trapped.
Trapped right in the middle of our very own souls.
Trapped in a nation which has the least feelings or hope.
Trapped because we have so many options yet not one.
So many routes and pathways; yet no ferry.
When a ferry, no ferrymen or ferry fare.
Then they take to sidewalks they were never supposed to tread.
They come back heaping their woes on you, which is right but who’s really?
It is ours; our fathers and forefathers all are a part of juvenile destruction.
Think of Osazu and the rest.
Think of earth when you are all gone; lonely?
Think of all who unlike Osazu fled.
All the troubles, tribulations, joy and pain you pushed them through; just to survive.
Osazuu is one of us!
A few of the many trapped in the middle of depths.
He is one of the youths,
Who absconded in abject desolation and desperation,
In full pursuit of a better tomorrow

Oby Onye
obyuc@yahoo.com