Meek Sheep Of "Gero" Road

Depraved and distrustful eyes of meek sheep
never greeting nor smiling back
more so with my plump face and red colored sweater
shrouded with preconceptions as the religious norm
lost and blended in their own gripe 5 times daily
to renew their commitment to what exactly?
meek sheep and meek sheep clothing on "Gero" road
removing the why as if it is not the same place
the modus operandi of sheep is movement and digestive attrition
littered besides their filth and food are automobiles
damaged, washed and creating spaces
sheep believe in cluster, for to be in each other company
is to see the other before everything else
abiding in a maze to another that feel the same
as they bask in the comfort and abundance of the minimal
the words are Go and Play, None obese or overweight
Football,bicycles prayer and flirts; Dawn to dusk
churches seen for what they really are; playing spaces
The abandoned Cherubim and Seraphim Church
a microcosm of the earlier tale, in a sea of dashikis
all the while one is bathed with a feeling of dread
from the buildings; beautiful women dressed as ghosts
In sheep clothing some wolf around and stand guard
as sheep dogs of repression, watching for strangers 

in suspicion of everything and everyone, checking sameness

Handwritten on the wall are phallic pictographs of expiation
The gain; flawed Civilization, Banks, Market and pliable roads
To assert an almost laughable dominance of junks
Cluster might look dirty to many, however if
we are the same, what would take you a whole room to do
has been done in a little box, of an usurper suspicious fear
I just, walk past and you know why

by
Victor Samuel