While flying over you weakling
We saw you with your fully empty head
That harbours the thought of superiority
We could have looked away;
We saw one of yours bitten by a snake
Writhing in pain with no help in sight
We could have helped him;
We saw you bathing in a room with no roof
Scraping the dirt outside while inner is clogged
We could have looked away;
We saw your neighbour selling off your son
The son you announced missing days ago
We could have foiled his plans;
We saw your leaders feasting with the culprits
The culprits who had left the sea disturbed
We could have frustrated them;
But lo
and behold;
We saw one of ours whose wings you broke
Sprawling in the dark brown earth.
We saw your sons and daughters watched
With faces stabbed by wonders;
From here we see tomorrow
We see the storm coming to remove your rooftop
We see the man coming to rip your heart
We see him a mile away;
We lay in waiting to peck your eyeballs
To feed on your carcass.

@light


© Imole Olusanya