It eats deep and grows slowly
It festers on and a gully is created
We see it but didn’t notice it
The facial marks divide us
Our tongues stand us apart
Constantly paving ways for us without merit
Again the gully widens
We see it and didn’t notice it
Christi, Anobi and Ifa
Our modes of reaching the Divine
Now our new reason for endless bloodshed
A tripod that can’t hold the pot
A pot already cracked by sentiments and politics
Politics that should have mend the glory it steals
This house has fallen
We see it and still scramble for its ruins
DHESERT CHEQUER
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You did you justice to what is eating us as human. Indeed my brother the house has fallen.
A biting political satire.