Down the Slope of Civilization
The constitution of ‘behind closed doors’ has been ripped apart
wild and adventurous, the silent additions to personalities
while morality is shredded in the offices of humanistic views
giving character an explosiveness
for goodness to break the boundaries of its definition.
Exposure of flesh in the industry of sex marketing
sets the yardstick to the society’s acceptance of beauty.
Virginity is a worn out cloth eaten by the moth of self expression
while simple things have turned difficult
for the complex ones to be the easy way out.
Societal embrace occurs with its hands enclosing from behind.
Blending pride with a lack of talent
blossoms the height of uncommon skills.
Far from arts, creativity, music and dancing
one can still attract ‘die-hards’ with absolute magnetic power.
Family values have lost their unbelievable stamina
as the cabins of cultures are demarcated into mere routines.
The slogan of the 21st century centers on self protection alone
thereby pumping rights with ten times more gasoline to responsibilities.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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