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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Poem® THE STRANGER IN OUR LAND The snake that you can see But can't kill; The oath you buried under the ground; That controls your day-to-day activities; A pain masked in favor of the leaders; They say what they can't do, For they bind heavy burdens, grievous to be borne, And lay them on men's shoulders, But won't use a single finger to help remove them. Followers become their prey All in the name of working for their spiritual heads. See what you've caused us! Hunger is felt by both the king and the slave, but you've changed the narrative. We have to give all that we have to them, As in tithes and offerings. They fill their pocket, fuel their cars, feed their homes, and pay school fees for their sons and daughters. And we? Left with empty pockets and purses, hungry bellies, covering long distances on foot, children dropped out of school for school fees All in the name of faith of giving, but it shall come back to bite you. Are we now gambling our lives for this faith? Since this stranger gained accommodation, We've become slaves to him. Are we suffering because we lack wisdom or we're blind? Question for the Supreme. The worst you did was to divide us, Thrusting others to be convinced When we secretly floundered in doubt. Suddenly we've become rebels, killing ourselves, calling it "Holy War". Holy War indeed! Forgetting that another law says we should not kill. Maybe there's an exception to it. The stranger came masked up but we ignored it. We ungratefully turned our backs on our cultures and traditions And stopped revering our ancestors Just because of this stranger; Because he denounced them. I'm no longer in for this prank. I've missed those moments with my ancestors. This stranger must return to where he came from. D'SAGE???
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