Why

The force we carry has been,

the foundation of our plea, as-

people without faces!

Soon we make hesitant moves so,

in complacent we sky to the unknown.

Lost aren’t we? Lost is the outcome of our means?

Who should have declared from the start?

Do we know who guides the guide-lines to this?

Are we the reason for what’s happening?

Do we choose? or the choice is all in it?

Should we bare our thought on thin air?

Who determines the immoral sense of our talk?

Are we guided even in the expression of thoughts?

Seldom we let the opposition take over but how-

are we to know? Are we the outburst of what transpired?

is faith in on this/ is culture in on this/ is nature in on this?

Am I being too observant for a person-

whos only lived few years on earth, not even-

old enough to let the nuisance out?  am i?

Possession some call it? Fear keeps.

Fear strains! Do we challenge the beat or we let-

the artist sing as they wish?

Who are we hiding from? Is this the way to go?

Who’s behind these thoughts?

Save me the trip to death for reincarnation would claim me.

I’ll save the bragging for those who have rights.

Entitlements goes out to their throne, the ones who-

could declare war unhesitant, steadily for they own the right,

they own the war, their arsenal is prominent, they take the war.

For they own the gears of blood thirsty steel. Ignorant we don’t see

and ignorant we never ask the question why?

Author: Samuel Nxele