Analysis of ANGER OF MY POEM

ANGER  OF MY PEN*

The precious land of jewels
Such was our land, our world
Where fishes jump off river
Sighting the hook-earthworm
Birds sing while trees clap
Cow plough farm
And human plants crops

Diversity in relativity
Joined by the unknown
Strange to others culture
Misconstrued believe
Politically brain-washed
Yet there we hung still

The desire to make it work
The efforts of the youths
Misplaced priorities
Sold out judges
Pimp legislators, all abides

Philosophy over Ideology
Supremacy over Democracy
Mediocrity over meritocracy
We lost with inconsistency

It's still our mothers land

Now my pen spite venoms
Its tears - blood
My hand...weak to write

From extremism to terrorism
Beef of farmers and herders
Tribes against tribes
Homes burnt
Blood on farmland
Reprisal attacks
To civil unrest...

Lack of human right activist
The voice in the wilderness
To the Fear of the unknown

Reminiscing...
Our uncircumcised unity
The call for a change
Change in leadership

The dawn...
 A Messiah
One with military mentality
One who's senility is odd
Yet willing to knock sense
Into contumacious heads
And whipping all into sense
A kind bully

The prophets short-sighted
If not, how did we get here?
How do we blame the gods?
Things indeed falls apart
Who can mend the center?
I cry for the toddlers
For the unborn
Our tomorrow's story tellers

For me...
Let's wait upon hope
Sure, history will be told.
Either with Laughs
Or wailings...