These Demons

He said how,.
Its unfair
How our fair share of thought is impaired when we lack child care, health care, compared to elsewhere relishing luxury and and vanity fares, I swear kneeling down for the Loads Prayer,
Coz that is the only thing in African Countries thats laissez faire,
So when you find yourself lonely your still alive,
Because life is the only reality game you play alone like solitaire.
Its only fair, when you try and square, your monthly share of the Nations income and find you need to start those morning prayers youve always procrastinated.

So please dont "whine" like fermented grapes,
Just stick your goals like adhesive tapes,
For this world is filled with aggressive apes,
Where oil and riches will get you killed if you follow Ghadafi's steps,
Yet you still complain that your neighbour bought a new harrier,hurry up and open your eyes to Syrian revolution,
Where when the country gets all the arsenal and rebels,
Western countries steal all the oil and labels,titles,honour. Its not a battle for democracy and conflicting ideologies,
But a battle of bureaucracy wealth making chronologies,

Lets turn back to God to exorcise these demons,in these prisons,
Lets pray,
Pardon us Lord,but this demon runs these
streets,
shackles of the pain of poverty,
He corrupts our sanity!
We prosper in his evil dominion,
as we all communicate with each
other's facade opinions!
A world in distortions,
a world in an era of terror,war and
legalized abortion!
A world with atheist sheikhs and
pastors,
a world where half naked men and
women pass us, and curse as it nourishes,
A world where,in dark
corners,prostitution flourishes,
  infidelity on our faces like freckles and
ugly blemishes, domestic skirmishes languishes opportunity doors,
Insecurity flows,where indemnity knows,you cant be compensated for stupidity blows.

We live in such a world.
a world threatened by heavy artillery
and global warming,
where,
insecurity sleeps and wakes up with us
every morning!
Our country cautious and alert cause of Alshabab bombings!
A world wounded by the blades of
brutality,
concrete reality,so logically,those hurt are
the innocent beings hopeful of
Prosperity.
Travelling across dilapidated roads,
socializing with repremanded souls!
Sometimes I just feel like slicing  my waist into half so that like literature collumns,
I dont know where to place my Semi-COLON,
For when we reach this point of no return,
Where we lose our greedy brothers and sister looting oil near explosive tanks,
Errosive plans, when bosses sexually abuse their interns in turns,
When people go blind coz of yokozuna drinks sold in these grey cans,
Hey man,be thankful when you "shade" designer tears coz of these sun "ray bans",

Let's work hard and not dally,
And avoid getting mugged in these street alleys,
Sleep early,and wake to this steep valley, ship's galley, street rally, when people compete on race colour and status,
Instead of self drive apparatus,

So for all these pain that we endure,
We sit and mourn for the late wangari maathai,
For all the pain the Israelites ensure,
On the weak palestines,ill ensure to blatantly address even in my love poems.
Humanity is humanity's worst enemy.
We hunt ourselves, the only way to a peaceful world is if we all turn to God.

Now,i just died in your arms tonight,
Took the stab to the gut without a fight,
So I lose my sense of sight despite,
It being,
Something you said.
I just died in your arms tonight.