In Her World

In her world
Betide in her natural endowment,
Hovering all over her surface,
Charming but meaningless to her.

Giant and mentor she claimed,
Dancing to the tune of old music,
But crippled as observed by
Masters and servants.

Constabularies, she willingly set up
Enslaved her children's ingenuity
For personal egocentrism,
Hmmm, better offer, gaining she thought.

Culturally, socially, and morally advanced
She thought. Unfortunately,
Bastardized in the real sense.
Grateful to masters she felt,
Repressed and regret in the long run.

Impregnated by the master.
Wow!!! Congratulations. Surprisingly,
Few men and many women, with traits like
hatred, corruption, and mutual suspicion,
She gave birth to

Many women climbed the ladder of hope
But yet to reach the peak of it
Condolence to the future voters
Bearing in hand, false fruit of hope.
Standstill they remain, yearning for
Unrealistic hope of better tomorrow.

Loftily, certainty for the few men and not hope
Bequeathed in them apparently,
Leadership destiny and not saviour
Indisputably, future leaders.

In her world,
Rice is permitted to chastise beans
Lion is permitted to eat grass
No crime! No crime! No crime!
Whoredom and lawless, everything acceptable,
But happy and sad with it.

Revolution, brave women sing like aba women riot
Counterfactually, some felt, more or less like cowards
Happily they manage and hope just like people under spell
Alas, in a state of discomfort and discombobulation they are.

Now Waiting for the hope
From the east, west, north, and south,
Laughing, the escaped endowment.
Even the unborn, already acclimatized
To her way of living.
Who is going to salvage her?

by Moses Purpose