By Ekong Sampson
Owners of the earth
Let me breath.
The penguin warns that you
Spare me the luxury of torture
In my own sea of plenty.
Owners of the earth
Your knees are heavy on
My neck.
Your fingers block my nostrils
As I breath through
Strangled eyes.
Owners of the earth
Give me back my right blighted by
Your greed.
Let us walk side by side
Our dreams in peace
Through the crowd of grabbers
Into the clasp of the full moon.
