Here I am my compatriot
Do not bore me with inanity
Stay in your lane dear friend
And let me stay in mine
For this is the season of anomie
Tempers are high and boiling over
Do not try to teach me good manners
Cause my patience has run out
And I can no longer listen to lies
Spewed from the pit of hell
To justify the position of your paymaster
While our father land
Gradually disappears from
The global map of decency
Patriotism calls and we must obey
Sense of anomie
disturbs me !
Not feeling free
to get entry
in modern set up !
Better to give up.
Sitting indolent,
instead to lament.
Neither to rectify,
nor trying to modify !
Or to spot and identify !
Not accustomed to spotify.
Moral values ! Universal
So far followed ! Traditional.
Now on deterioration
among new generation.
Cause of irritation to analyse :
Outlook of society to modernise .
Searching for my enemy,
sinking in abyss of anomie.
you
follow
all the rules
then look away
from the hand-in-till
and wonder why
they are now
robbing
you
Dowry, drug addiction, and domestic violence rule
Female foeticide and female infanticide go cool.
Abortions, corruption, and gender inequality
Racism, human trafficking, casteism, and poverty
Food adulteration, wealth hoarding, consumerism, and greed
With many such evils, we, as a society, bleed.
Where are our good-bad consciences and consciousnesses?
Where are our ethically fit philanthropic choices?
Like a crack in the rail track, there's moral delinquency.
There's a slip of synchrony in the social symphony.
Virtues, like iron in saline waters, are eroded.
Human regulations seem to be, from somewhere, goaded.
Are our weak feet slipping from the edge of a worn-out cliff?
Do we, in our sailing, seek for each leg a single skiff?
Our link to each other, to shun anomie, should unite.
Though small, for the good of all, shouldn’t we bestow our mite?
Ritualism, retreatism, and rebellion should end.
Our knees, to compassion, temperance, and justice, should bend
"There is no crime if there is no law..."
But everything else could be in confusion
We may let justice use its claw
To halt the state of desolation
Normlessness may bring disorganization
We may have laws to guide our path
But there's a need for decriminalization
Of strange laws that could bring more wrath
While there's pyramid, there's anarchy
Let laws even the difference
We're not in guild of monarchy
So halt the system of preference
Let bigotry have a vacation
In the land of no return
Let understanding have staycation
Let every freeman have their fair turn
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My
Leaders
Of social
Communities
Are indifferent.
Society today
Is lacking basic order.
A disappearance of our norms
Of people's high standards of living
Results in feelings of deep worthlessness.
Confused world, complex challenges,
contracting earth, climate changes;
conflicting cultures coalesce.
Booms, bangs, shrills, shrapnels
flood the air; blood clots in the street.
Shredded homes float for sheltered
peace: victims of greed that weathered
the world in her wallows. Who dares
pull back lust or freedom marchers?
Who cares for the mammoth flotsam--
dregs of a fractured world that ripples
under quakes and storms to an unknown?
What a pursuit of freedom that leaves
the world in rubbles--her future forlorn!
When restraint relents, lust screams.
Wilting, yet nations hail wealth,
not weather; consumption or ruination?
Impel moderation or hug implosion.
Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi
(Feb 24, 2018)
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