Laughs, Ecstasy, and Agony

LAUGHS, ECSTASY , AND AGONY To the HUNTERS: Your riches nourishes your thoughts. Behold, Its sight entices even Plutus. Your take-and-drop stores bloat from Oyibo's wealth like corpse. Laughs and ecstasy abound, For poverty is no longer a thing. To the PREYS: Breeze of sorrow envelopes their being. The skeleton of their accounts protrude, Starving of its food for growth. It has felt the ruthless hunter's deception. Weeping and sorrow abound, For poverty is now a thing. To the HUNTERS: It is laughs and jolly for you, While pain and agony visits your preys, For they build afresh in tears that God sees.