Do not steal;
Else you’ll get ill
And be beaten with a goad –
A rebuke from God.
Do not lie
Always tell the truth –
Like an angel in white suit
Sporting a sparkly tie.
Do well to overcome crimes;
But how many times
Have we not heard of their lootings,
Their luxuries and their ritual killings?
Do mind them;
They’ll spit on your face
And stab you in the back.
You’ll see – you trust them!
They’ll show you the thief,
Tell you he’s been locked up;
”Take a sigh of relief.
We’re on top-
Of the situation” they’ll say.
But – even as you hear them – pray,
For he shall come again – the same thief –
To fan the flames of your grief!
They wave words like wands;
”Don’t take the law into your hands.”
But they have it under their feet,
Trampled for us to eat.
In the assemblies they fight,
But come to tell tales by moonlight;
The morals they never do
And ever to their evil natures true.
In the assemblies they fight,
But come to tell tales by moonlight;
The morals they never do
And ever to their evil natures true.
meet the poet: Eyo Justice Ellis
