A thousand million promises were made that day.
My youthful heart rapt in anticipation!
The sugarcoated lies we swallowed in naivety,
Diabetic from former candies.
We licked the sweetness down our elbows still,
A feeling of déjà vu should have left us skeptical.
Like I should stand on a podium and shout
Once beaten twice shy, anyone?
But it’d all fall on deaf ears.
It will forever be a wonder to me,
How easily we’re swayed,
Over and over and over again
With the same old story, same old song.
Kind of like that game;
We hear a ding on the door,
And know pretty well it’s all a hoax.
Hastily we open the door and act surprised.
When the porch is empty,
Oh, well,
We can’t lose faith in humanity, eh?
Read – Our Rebirth 2023 – A Poem by Chisom Nsiegbunam, Nigeria
