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Olusesan Adesanya 1977 (Lagos)

“There is a hidden god with this thing they call civilization”
We have all bowed to his voice
I wish I had roses and lilies
To beautify my thoughts, in a world where
Men have taken to enmity
In the name of territorial integrity
Me! a micro-mini-skirt beneath
My open-chest-chiffon
Alas the world would affirm of heavenly bodies on earth
Inventions of this molten era
Brought professor BOTULISM ANTHRAX
The provost of the Cosmopolitan University of HIV-AIDS
And Emeritus Professor EBOLA CORONA (Ph.D. Covid 19)
To South-East SARS to formulate policies
On population explosion
A game of luck has begun, an irony of survival
The death of dominion lingers amidst them
Whom are loved by the gods.

About this poem

This poem was written in 2002 reflecting on the moral decadence in the society and the supposed perception on the veracity of biological weaponry as a tool for population control.

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Written on July 13, 2002

Submitted by olusesan_a on August 16, 2021

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Olusesan Adesanya

Olusesan Adesanya is a Nigerian poet and data analyst, a football enthusiast, his works includes; Life, Remuneration, Frills of 21st century, Evils of the lost age, and The Score. more…

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