Juwon's Truth Pen

I am disgusted by my father's field With injustice it is filled The field's wealth to some offsprings of Bia is tied And some income Wa's children provide In all these the Zos are slightly known Yet highest proportion is lavished on them alone The Bias call for restructuring The Zos prevent such from occurring The Bias call for separation The Zos say we are one nation And the Bias are named terrorists for this Terrorists who have not killed even a mantis But with weapons the Zos go about Posing threat everywhere with fears without Cops assume it is Zo's lifestyle So Zo is unchallenged not even once in awhile This gives them the freedom to kill humans for no reason And to the cry of the victims the boss does not listen He instead names them criminals They who behead humans and not animals And should criminals not be arrested? Yet they are left not apprehended And I look at some Was who are desperate to win They open their mouths and sa...

The orange tree brings out its fruits One of every tree's attributes The aim and pride of every plant As the earth's nature remains constant Humans see Orange's glory from afar In the green sky it shines like a star They get stones and hurl at it Moving nearer and with rod they beat it And then the glory of Orange falls In man's hands the fruits roll like balls What really a wicked world! Whose darts at one's glory are hurled And as if that is not even enough Man strips Orange's clothes off And with force squeezes it So that it's sweetness comes out of it Man enjoys Orange's sweetness And casts out its bitterness But Orange does not give up For in bitterness it again sprouts up And thus from its bitterness Comes out Orange's sweetness So the wickedness of man is to whose interest? When from his wickedness one's glory is made manifest (c) Juwon Osanipin An excerpt from my book, "LIFE" (A collection of ...