By Muhammad Ajah (From his poem collection ?Man in the Mirror?)

 

Among Men

Do days gyrate

And the king remain he who

Serves the people of his nations

How long! How peoples of his nation long

Through some half-extinguished gleams

Of chronological relics

Man has greatly struggled to rule

To have last word for his men

Dear sons have killed their fathers

Herod did destroy Pious John

Esau did his blessed fortune give

To Jacob, a man of faith

Why had Pharaoh lost his men?

Why scrambles Africa to live?

Where is Adolf Hitler?

Where are George and Kennedy?

Where are Nkrumah, Abacha?

Where? And why? And how? And what?

Men on posts, be now afraid

If good you are, I and men

Dead, living, Nature shall all

Die for you, not spit on you

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Muhammad Ajah?is a poet, author, advocate of humanity and good governance. E-mail[email protected]

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