MANIFESTATIONS

                                                                                                                 Timothy Abegunde - Nigeria

The CREATIONS enerstly await a change

The creations are ill-fed, unfit to be staged

The evil one had touched the cosmoses

The works of the beginning are crashing

Tribulation and suffering eat up the creations

Now, we hear the whole creation cry,

“Where are the SONS OF GOD ?!”

The manifestation of the various ones are faulty

The DANCING ONES are short of steps

The are naive of moves that could relief the creation

The SINGING ONES now use high pitched sonority

With time the singing birds and their songs fade out

The creations yet wail for better existence

The STUDIOUS ONES continuously investigate man’s calamity

The discoveries, the statistics and assumption of the geniuses

Are clueless of the creations’ inner pains -

Their mundanities just tickle our senses, we are mal-satisfied

Wind of change blows and we see the RICH ONES

The wealthy ones in sequence vomit promises

As the creations handle these consolations,… they are vain

Like ants before the elephants, we summon the FAMOUS ONES

But, the popular ones are themselves helpless – check their shells

Consequently, with passion like of stormy sea

The RELIGIOUS ONES climb the podium of manifestation,

Call the entire creation, exposing our deformities,

Soothing us with streams of possibilities of miracles,

“Will the lame walk, will water fuel fire ?

Will the blind see, will the trees now talk ?

Will the dead rise, will beasts run our errands ?”

The religious ones discharge words like of thunder,

Yet nothing happen, we just pretend in our mythical museums

Obviously, religion just spray perfumes on our caskets…

Oh my…!

The creations worsen in relation to the Creator !

“Where are the SONS OF GOD ?!”

Untill the God-representatives emerge and take-charge

Real manisfestation that soothe man remains a mirage…