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