My feet are stepping on me
My souls are brutalised
My grass is Thorn, apart
Strangers
Are laughing in glee
But my children do not understand
It is the foolish lizard
Who nods along wisely
To the snake’s slithering sermon
A child slaps his father
And corrects him
Did you hear the sky fall down?
Are you not ashamed?
If it is wisdom,
Why is it vestigial?
A short tree, shorter than me
Has peed on me –
Can I take it like a man?
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Wow! I feel the oppression here 😦
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Yes, indeed. Thanks for feedback.
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Reblogged this on South Sudan Icon and commented:
Just what i wanted to read….
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Thank you for reblogging……
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yo welcome
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Very good, and attached photo explains so much. Keep it going, I enjoy this! 🙂
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Thank you, glad you like it. I post different – and different kinds of – things, content and style. It depends on my mood.
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This IS very different from what I usually get, so difference is always a good thing. Well, sometimes, and this time in your favor!
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🙂 I’m honoured
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Humm “,the foolish lizard who nods along wisely to the snake’s slithering sermon” is waitin to be eaten.
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Exactly.
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