Richard Nnoli Poet Epic

The Innocent Grief

The innocent grief
Once upon a time,
Like in the begining,
 it all started,
With a call,


The people in a need,
In need  of a way of life,
Guess then was the genesis of 
Religion, laws,
rules, regulation,
education
And on and on,


Like a compitition,
some  lay the way
other's follow,


finally,
It always goes down
To a man,
The humble man,


Who always keep right 
All rules and so on,
He try to do all right,


Yet like a confusion,
He was caught at honesty,


Realising that obeying 
Was right, 
 but in a new knowledge 
Wrong,


Here he bleed,
with a deep pain,


What will you do,
when you realise,
All you know was a lie?
In this quest,
The innocent grief.

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