A collation of despairing interests and dreams
Wielded by the ever strong desire to control
To limit the strong….to project the puny
A system set to fail the masses from the very start
Yet enrich the white bearded witches
From the far reaches of the dry highlands
A bunch shrouded by a dark way of life
So deep rooted….sentinels they’ve appointed
Ever vigilant against the inventions of the white witches
A strong stance it is…
Yet a weakness exploited by their ill meaning shepherds
Driving their sheep over the cliff of hatred and intolerance
Militias and an absence of reason they daily ration
Yet, a strong sense of brotherhood
The desire for earthly things entirely lost
Yet perceivably, the wheels of power theirs to control
A people far from reality…..disillusioned and barbaric
Rising with the sun from the Far East
A people prided with itchy hands, feet and minds
A deep love for earthly things
Spurred by a strong desire to progress
Diligent, smart, adventurous and slightly dubious
An Achilles heel….forever pitting themselves against each other
Brotherhood lost…..a weakness exploited by their envious neighbors
A strong scent of arrogance…
To their peril….the loss of a place in power
Sending them to a timeless sleep
Casting their future in the trinity into uncertainty
In wait for the day they awake from their slumber
The day they restore their love for one another
Standing at a distance from the turmoil
A people set within the falling limits of the sun
Deep routed in their ways….
Yet, a stronger romance with the inventions of the white witches
A strong sense of brotherhood….lasting over the years
Like one big family, internal strives kept within
Halls of power and control carefully stolen with time
A banner to pass on to future generations
The very accord of the trinity….very much not their agenda
Hostile salutations bestowed on their neighbors
Lest they rip them of their perceived heritage
The distressed Trinity
A triploblastic entity on course to a more permanent transformation
Deluded in their belief of superiority
Other entities ignored….
The bloodied Delta….the central people
Ever angered by their arrogance
The distressed Trinity
A mistake by the white bearded witches….
Set to fail the masses from the very start
Yet enrich their pockets….
If only for once you could have your eyes opened
The handwriting on the wall will surely make itself visible
So an end to this senseless marriage….your new agenda to become!
© Nd Obi
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