Migrant’s Plight by Adedimeji Quayyim Abdul-Hafeez

By Adedimeji Quayyim Abdul-Hafeez · December 27, 2018

My heart quake at transports of migrants as the arteries transport the hapless to the
shores of Europe; I gape at the veins
as they telepath the poor births of Africa
to the dangerous streets of Asia;
The whole world watch as the Sahara desert
and the Mediterranean seas serve as the
cappilaries of steps to put our Black Brothers
in extreme suffering.

The whole world watches as the borders grow
hostile to dark species of homo sapiens
Humanity forgets that we were all previously
settled in a single location before we flash
into bellies of other territories; It evades
humanity that our skins only changed in our continents but the colour of the
flesh clothing our palms remains the same
It escapes the thinking of humanity that we
are droplets from our single ancestor, Adam
Humanity fail to remember that we were
all settlers in our places of location
Humanity forgets!

I surf the Mediterranean and sight floating
cadavers of my brothers who had gone on
a journey of no return; tiny boats conveying
fragile souls on turbulent clothings of water
Splattering of blood stick to my body as I
scoop from the ocean for my bath; Returnees
deported home with emptied insides as
emaciate from organs harvested without their
knowledge; It makes me cry and sigh!

I tell you this tale from my grave as it so
heavy and hard for me to bare; The Earth
scorches as my skins trim my being to
ugly sizes; Lovely devils now prepare me
for a painful process of rebirth as I cling
dearly to the past.

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