Enemies
In this world where
everybody
appears as a friend and
those who
sourround you are
enemies veiled
by laughter as they
embark on ruinous coup.
Mouths you feed in
agony with
grainsfrom your sweat
attempt to cut
your humanitarian
fingers which
provides them food 'not
laboured for.
And Friends collapse
image you
built with bricks of
hardwork,
sands of dedication and
pebbles of faithfulnes.
Whom then do you
trust?
won't trusts fade, when
kins you manage to put
pot on their starving
stove
never stop to say you
are ''irresponsible'' ?
The knife you sharpen
sees nobody to injure
except the hand that
brighten its stars
do you still have to help
that sinking dog
since it doesn't stops
barking at you ?
Actions are not fully
rewarded by man
except you want to
exchange ocean
for a drop of water.
But by God, a drop for
an ocean.
Why then do you want
to stop been good?
Because your reward
resides with
the creator.And when
enemies
fails to appreciate
your Lord
compensiates.
Yusuff Olayode Supoto
is a poet hoping to be
extraordinary, www.theticktimes.com
Copyright © Yusuff Olayode | Year Posted 2013
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