The New World

THE NEW WORLD. Keep reading and don't talk, Robots do major work As I supervise and watch. With my cold hands I read psalm As the sun is turning on From the west lawn, These new world is a song Long told by the holy monk, It was kept far in the elephants Trunk We didn't read to be wisdom Drunk. The world was a better place, Till riches came with a sensitive Scent, Segregation enters every page Poverty becomes a stain and Pain of the destined age. Tears is this healthy rain She can express, But will never explain. The new world Is these great spray I can't challenge the other Of the day, Two stage is all time present A present or punishment for Man rent The new world isn't the same And will never remain The same even for any saint. HABIB AKEWUSOLA