ALMOST EVERYBODY IS MAD
We were birthed out of love,
Pulled out from disgust, shame and fears.
but see,
my beloved,
how we run our race with contempt,
Stepping on the toes of mother earth,
Lingering, hanging, and nailing down our messiah,
We furnish our world with love,
But love out of lust,
And we cry for souls bleed oceans of blood.
Only few persons honour and fear,
We smoke out lives silently
Yet we call ourselves "fishers of men",
but slowly burning lives out at Maiduguri.
Not everyone know this,
even those who know never care,
how then will you tell me,
my beloved,
that madness hasn't eaten up our skulls?
We are one way crazy about our country,
Our world and nation.
We wonder how our clothes are toured out in disgust,
Yet we haven't known,
how beautiful our world is,
beautiful country,
yet sabotaged by little and old lunatics,
who boast of little toured clothes,
my beloved,
can't you see them surround you?
Afolayan Iyanuoluwa Michael who popularly known as MichaelD'poet, is a Poet, spoken word artist, keyboardist, public speaker and music instructor.
He is currently a 300level student of English in the university of ABUJA where he had won several awards in literature and public speaking.
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You're going places boy. Keep it up.
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