When the Applause Dies Down

The folly of all those wars

Obinna Uruakpa
The Power of Poetry
3 min readMar 8

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Photo by Grisha Petrosyan on Unsplash

The applause dies down
The air freezes up
And in the painful hole
A gap of a missing tooth.

Our smile snaps
Leaving us in wonder
As the arena goes so quiet
We can hear the footsteps
Of soldier ants on parade.

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Obinna Uruakpa
The Power of Poetry

I am your Brother and a Seeker of the Infinite. I came this time among the Igbos. I share the sights, sounds, and scents of my journey in simple stories. .