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Oh! What a terrible beast
The great serpent that drifts from west to east
The words from my mouth speak the pains I bear
For we live in a world of injustice, inequality and despair
Everything in life was once the design of the creator
But now man tries to take over the role of the creator

But who is the creator I cannot explain
Who is God because I know not his true name?
Is He an invention of man’s ignorance?
Or did He invent man with ignorance?

Avarice has enslaved the conscience of men
And there is total absence of tolerance from now to the end
The earth was once free for us all to enjoy
But now we treat our fellow man like a common toy
The Haves and the Have nots
The slaves and the free
The man that I am and the man that I may never be
Man created evil
Evil is not of nature
The lamenting fool says it is Lucifer’ doing
Anytime he confronts a gloomy future

You have sapped the earth and there is nothing left
But dust and ashes
Brought about plagues with terrible rashes
When I was hungry
I could not eat because of you
When I was thirsty
There was no water for me to drink
Because of you
When I was naked I had no robes to wear because of you
When I needed advice there was no one to whisper in my ear
Because of you

What justifications have you?
For Jacob to have everything 
While Esau has nothing
For millions to die of starvation
While a few have silos filled with grains to last them a thousand generations.
Peter steals an apple in the market place to feed his dying children
And his hands are hacked off by his own brethren
Paul the merchant  steals from his people
And they call it fair trade
When a wretch steals from Paul 
He calls it a highwayman’s raid

Justice is like a blind traveler
Trying to find her way home with a sword for a stick
Little did she know that she was heading for a pit that is deep!
Scarlet trees of blood
Subhumans exploited forever
Kings are born
And so are slaves
But we share a common destiny in the graves

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  1. Date: 2/19/2011 5:44:00 PM
    enjoyed the poem quite creative and expressive, Olusegun

  1. Date: 2/19/2011 2:42:00 PM
    a really interest this read is, enjoyed your write, how imperfect she really is eh, enjoyed your writre,..p.d.

  1. Date: 2/19/2011 12:59:00 PM
    I really enjoyed this :) Thank you -eddie