PHOTOGRAPHER

I am a photographer
My lenses do not capture glamours
They are lies
It abhors these smiles
They are pretence

I see the heart of my object
I see through their eyes
I capture the woes
Covered with heartfelt woos

I capture their pains
Dancing to their inflated gains
I capture their sorrows
Accorded ovation of heroes
I capture their loneliness
Accompanied by impulsive warmness
I capture their tears
Running on ridges of pretentious cheers
I capture their fears
Romanced with warmth of false hope

I am a photographer
I see blood of the innocent
Streaming on the street
I see crowned vultures hosting banquet on the helpless cadaver of an innocent lad
I see women munch by aggressive soldiers
I see homes weep in flames
I see bushes turned to fortress
I see their weak forehead bow on the altar of injustice

I am a photographer
I capture the victims
Whose images are eyesores
Because of the sores they bear in their souls
I am the hope of the hopeless
I am the help of the helpless
I am the voice of the voiceless
I see down to see the downtrodden
They are anonymous, not famous
With their names hidden in their shallow room
My camera captures their disgusting and offensive facades

Scripted By: Jk Anyanwu