Tuesday, November 1, 2016

SILAS ABAYOMI

SILAS ABAYOMI


IN THE COURTYARD OF THIRTY FAMILIES:

In the courtyard of
thirty masters-
of six thousand individuals-
eight billion souls live,
in the courtyard thirty
patrons,
from Arctic to Antarctica
from sunrise to sunset
humankind serve and
worship daily.

global space-
superclass control-
NewSpace-they create and
world collective wealth
they possess.

With a single bus-load of
world wealthy powerful souls
WWPS,
about five billion souls
had been robbed of their
possessions;
with sixty-four wealthy souls,
humankind is left with half of
world resources to share.


Through politicians,
superclass roar humankind
quiver,
through politicians,
superclass sneezes
mankind catches cold;
anytime they blast horn,
every soul stoop and
bow down.

From Tokyo through
Moscow to Beijing via
Bonn, Berlin, Paris, Brussels,
London, Rome, en route
New York, and Washington,
all Legislative Chambers and
Capitol Hills-they own.

Through surrogates
their desires become
inviolable decrees and edits,
which humankind  obey.

In boardrooms of owned
corporations,
by means of proxies-
paid executives-
these mortal lords
determine humankind’s fate;
by dint of policies and principles,
these human angels put
humanity in chain.

In religion-their myrmidons-
loyal friends-hold humankind
submissive to their desires and
wishes through unquestionably
obedience, fear, and damnation

Because of needs, wants, and
every day desires,
permanently, humankind
they put in plantations or
slave camps from sunrise to
sunset;
because of commercial
activities of demand and
supply,
indenture they force on
fellow humans.

Anytime humankind revolt,
they suppress by their cavalry,
anytime humankind wage war,
violence from stockpiled cannons,
they use to teach a lesson.

Once enemies are defeated,
harsh decrees and orders-
they roll out,
demanding more from defeated
without any compassion.

In this courtyard,
different laws, edits,
decrees, and codes
apply to different people,
one for royalty the other for
the plebeian.


When blue-blooded run afoul
of the law,
law is gentle, kind, and soft,
but when commoner does,
law runs full course with
corresponding punishment.

One world! One world! One world!
many social classes,
ranked by status of achievement,
controlled by the powerful.

SILAS ABAYOMI







1 comment :

  1. This is a poem that mirrors the injustice among those who claim to uphold equity. Nice piece.

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