ACW-UA POETRY CITY present " The Living Dead " by Aminat Shiyanbade .

*The living dead*

Halt!
Go no further!
If you must again thwart
This breath of a brother
With that Gatling gun
That respect not the joy of being human
That dances to the tune of evil ignited to burn
By your dead conscience that stole the pride of been human
When from life you made your turn.

For what human are you if his pains
Are your joys?
Or his peace you must nipped in buds
And take both yours,his,theirs and all
For you,yourself and alone
To your parlors in a selfish pall?

Because you have powers
You think you have all
And lives to enpained and waste is your wishes
O you who think you shall forever be tall
And escape the reward of tomorrow.
You must from modesty learn today to borrow
Wisdom to live.

You live but are dead.
Existing but never living
Having conscience that never smiled to those in pains plighted
And to riches your whole self adoring
Even when humans perish
At this course.

If pains you must cause
Then why must you dash
To go further to live
When you are never alive
Not even to say you are human?


©Aminat Shiyanbade 
29th September, 2019