BLASPHEMY OR INJUSTICE
I took to the air with my wings of gold,
Circling around the sky with every flip and fold,
Experience through the hills and back was very much fun,
The chapter of my journey had just only begun.
Like scavengers circling over the sky for their next meals,
I see a nation so distressed and hot on its heels,
The cause of this action becomes a outright curiosity,
I took chase as I descended lower to catch a better glimpse of this unusuality.
Perched comfortably on the branch of a tree,
I see a frustrated nation filled with rogues on a bloody spree,
A lawless nation where its inhabitants acknowledge tyranny,
While they boldly and outrightly say no to blasphemy.
These self-acclaimed judges pardon and embrace terrorists at will,
Boast about corruption at every chance without a chill,
Looting around boldly with their army,
But fast to arise and sentence a harmless inhabitant to death because of blasphemy.
Why then won't a nation take to its heels?
Only hypocrites wouldn't exactly know how all these feels,
The rain of disgrace has gathered with the sky starting to rumble,
More reason the nation is on its heels because it's inevitably impossible for it not to crumble.
Temitope Omotoso
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BLASPHEMY OR INJUSTICE
PoetryBLASPHEMY OR INJUSTICE is a poetry collection about rare opinions on the reality, truth, and fiction surrounding the mysterious existence of life. As the author of this masterpiece, my theoretical knowledge explains my comprehension on the highs and...
