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Ebikeme Adowei Poem
We are born into the world of Diversity
A school every mortal must pass through; it is the “Way of Life” University
To graduate with a noble degree from this institution
One cannot afford to live a life of isolation
The Creator made them in his image different shades of black and white
Truly they are all a wonder to behold and a sheer delight
In hills, valleys, forests, islands and deserts can they be found
From wherever they are, up above they see the same sea of cloud
Christianity, Islam, Buddhism and Paganism to mention a few
Some of man’s attempt to know the creator, to know what is true
These bring some form of order into our world
They are like several streams of water flowing into the same sea; diverse paths to the same god
Royalty, Technocrats, Aristocrats and Bourgeois
Working Class, Artisans, Unlearned and Paupers
These are classes of people in mankind’s social hierarchy
They must all strive to coexist in harmony; lest there be great anarchy
In our dressing, dance, norms and inventions we see the differences
As we interact with other cultures, we observe the variances
Over time, we tend to develop feelings of indifference, superiority or inferiority
In all of this diversity, we all breathe the same air; this binds us in unity
Copyright © Ebikeme Adowei | Year Posted 2016
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Ebikeme Adowei Poem
Woe betide he!
Condemned from the very beginning to ultimate destruction
Preoccupied with recruiting souls with reckless abandon
With a mandate to wreck havoc on mankind before his time is done
The hour of reckoning for the mastermind of all evil at Armageddon shall come
For in hell eternally shall he burn
Woe unto thee!
Agents of the prince of darkness
Shedding innocent blood and leaving in its wake the fatherless and motherless
Destroying destinies of countless
Alas! Judgment shall come in its uprightness
For the verdict shall be an everlasting sentence to the abyss of hopelessness
Woe is me!
From a state of nothingness, born into an awareness of mankind’s fall
Caught in the crossfire between two warring factions, of which there’s no sitting on the wall
To the light I must navigate, there’s no other favourable call
Lest the darkness subsume me and I be a fireball
Time will tell how my life’s mission will progress or stall
For after death, I shall awake to eternally know it all
Copyright © Ebikeme Adowei | Year Posted 2016
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