Sokomba Esther A
@esthersokomba371406
1 year ago
The monster we raised
We raised the giant that trails us
We made a monster with thorny furs
Blood means no more than water
Water in itself a luxury
No longer bearing the name portable
People begging for a sip from the mud
Those who claimed they care for the masses
Whose wealth now made them better than us?
You sell your soul to mammon
Who leave you with nothing but a stone for a heart?
Promised them a good life
Only to come to suck out the frail life
Yes we all dance to the tune
It was all originated from the lines we wrote
The one you composed yet you can’t master
You call woe on Europe for trading your brothers
Only for you on return to murder the ones thy free
Their death is your doom
For the monster we built trails us
Waiting to take on his master
Only with the space of time
And a heart of reparation can we escape it
Else we wait in cue on a queue
As the monster we raised usurps its creator
#Poetry
#Poem
