Poem: The physical realm
I am troubled by the contents of the physical realm
A heavy smog of evil has encapsulated us
A heavy net of steel has captured us
We are inside the oven of death
No one knows the extent of evil
Or the edge of its perimeter
We are exposed to the putrid smell of death
Covid-19 Outbreak is just another axe
To shed blood and feed the evil monster
Road accidents, HIV/AIDS and poverty
Lies, deceit and selfishness
Corruption and looting
Hopelessness, fears and darkness
All pillars in this house of wickedness
We are sons and daughters of Light
Yet we stand in darkness
Submerged by evil spells and pollution
Capitalistic frameworks envelope our minds
Our collective consciousness has been poisoned
We are now preoccupied with materialism
We wake up to daily pictures of suffering
Inequality is no longer the breaking news
We live in a society of the “haves” and “have nots”
The gap between the rich and poor is endless
The structure of our mental framework is weak
The poor stand against each other
In their fight for bread crumbs
The rich are wallowing in unimaginable pools of comfort
We are horrendously incapacitated from facing the truth
The classroom of knowledge is occupied by lies and deceit
There is no room for the truth to shine
© Kenneth Maswabi
(17-06-2020)
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