Poem: Yellow Children by James Ademuyiwa


(for Northern Nigeria)

babies who die here
are yellow, insignia to what is
called 'not good' where I am from
those who live beyond crawling
end up becoming bones: evidences
of insurgency 
we who tell the tales too
are walking ghosts
so, where are the children
in this place?

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