Where else can I go ?
Where else can I journey?
In the darkest blue moon,
In the busiest ravening cloud,
In the silent deep forest,
Or the solemn calm sea.
Who else can I call?
Maybe God, maybe gods, maybe man.
I cry for the dilapidation of patriotism
I mourned for segregation of blackness
How unconscious are we at birth!
Or even at the selection of destiny
Why is one on the top echelon?
And others at the lower rung of the ladder
Who else can I ask?
Maybe God, maybe gods, maybe man.
But they say everything was made by God
All in the full glare of gods
And man in the image and likeness of God
If Koran is not comprehensible
How much more bible?
Are they read in slumber or hallucination?
Who else can I question?
Maybe God, maybe gods, maybe man.
The closeness to God the closeness to clime
The book of God is full of words
The mind of man is full of crime
The gods are man used tools
gods are like unblown trumpet
That does not know the most melodious voice
Who else can I examine?
Maybe God, maybe gods, maybe man.
The firewood of this would
Is for those who can take heart
When criminal turned judges
The injustice justified jungle justice
The lawyer become liar in the temple of injustice
The fastest dog takes the fattest bone
The craftiest fool does the trickiest trick
Who else can I hold?
Hold responsible for injustice
Maybe God, maybe gods, maybe man.
No matter how far the journey is,
No matter how bright the moon shines,
No matter how cloudy the sky possesses,
No matter how silent the forest seems,
No matter how solemn the sea calms,
No matter how man imagine himself
In his own fancy,
The twilight will draw the cotton of the DAY
- Mattew Bisi Adewuyi
- Mattew Bisi Adewuyi
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