Dear Mr President Sir

Dear Mr President Sir,

You may have blocked the cries. But I cannot not.

The cries of the young and the helpless resonate deep within me when I am alone.

Can you not hear them crying?


Dear Mr President Sir,

The sound of Hawa’s cries woke me this morning. And I smelt the sound of fear.

The unconscious confession of a memorized verse of the Qur’an met me in my dreams.

Do their tears of blood not wash over you too?


Dear Mr President Sir,

They are real, they have faces and they are alive.

They are not a mystery nor are they ghosts.

Their present invisibility should not be misunderstood.


Dear Mr President Sir, they must return today.

Before the wrath of God falls upon us.





Author: Iwalewa

Well, I've always had a passion for writing. I would describe myself as a feminist, a womanist and a humanist. Poetry is something I've developed a great passion for. Apart from that, I also spend time reading...although this might make me come about sounding like an introvert, I still like to think of myself as an extrovert! I love making new friends and meeting new people. I hope this blog allows others to share and enjoy my work and hopefully share their views and opinions about various issues :)

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