Visions
thro’ my eyesight
Prophesying
lies to another lifetime.
Society
feeding violence;
And by
fostering insolence
Leave the
next generation an item for correspondence.
Youths grow
on the compost of greed.
Ina time
of need,
Friends
betray with speed.
It all
sprouted as a seed
Until
hate became a fruit-producing-tree.
Too many
persecutions; too many crucifixions;
Too many
questions;
Corruption
multiplying without objections.
Justice
got run out of court,
The news
is evil report
Death and
its cohort
Run the
street like a broad.
Hypocrisy
increaseth
No decree
restricts it.
Its
depth’s deeper than the abyss,
Its venom
lethal than rabies.
Religious
fanatics; political arsonists
Spitting
infrared anarchy,
Unremittingly
pathetic.
I’m in
a rage of a game,
The only
place to turn is blame.
Things will
never be the same
Not when
the moral question is black comedy.
Despair
shrouds society
With a desperate
intensity initiating delinquency.
Vice substitutes
virtue
Posing as
model of a noble statue.
Fools tick
off the statutes,
Spitting
on naked truth.
Shame is
sick of this stock of shame
Yet,
political correctness
Demands
that we deny it as non-existent.
Darkness
visible is the new brightness
Stench of
rut assaults persistent.
These are
the days of the multiplication of iniquities;
A young
nation reviving antiquities,
Voicing
the tag line of vanity in blasphemous ditties.
What
else could be worse?
Straight
outta the mouth o’ the horse.
Men betray
men’s trust
Like Judas
snitched on Jesus.
What greater
decay could humanity come to?
Since Adam
bit into that apple see what we been thro’?
Pain displacing
rage,
Rage choked
in an ache,
Hate’s
all there’s at stake.
My generation;
youth generation
Trading
their dignity for the ability of the paper
Watching
n’ waiting to pull off a caper.
It’s
live or die
So they
ya’ll chose to live a lie.
Akpan
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