DEAD MEN ALIVE

Dead men alive;
Are the beasts of no nation,
Kinship to ambassadors of poverty
For they jog the same lane.

Dead men alive;
Are the grey hairs
Proving youth at their due resting hour,
For they had no plans.

Dead men alive;
Are the healthy, muscled bodies
Seating idly in the morning,
For they shall cry and see no tears at night.

Dead men alive;
Are those who sing
But their songs doesn't exceed “freedom",
For each were created as a giant.

Dead men alive;
Are the right deniers
Causing people trouble, make them suffer,
For they are problems to humanity.

Dead men alive;
Are those students
Chanting education is not easy,
For they'll be doom in ignorance.

Dead men alive;
Are the teachers
That do look down on students,
For they are nothing but a discourage.

Dead men alive;
Are the religion leaders
That deceives people from the right path,
For their labour stink to God.

Dead men alive;
Are the congregations
Who are being deceived by fake pastors,
For they shall sink in the same pit.

Dead men alive;
Are the parents
Who build houses, leave a child unconstructed,
For the house will later be sold by the child.

Dead men alive;
Are the children
That turn back to instructions,
For they shall later bite their index.

Dead men alive;
Are the masters
That maltreat the servants,
For they've forgotten the masters' Master.

Dead men alive;
Are the servants
That see themselves as a borne to serve,
For they settle for less.

Dead men alive;
Are those reading this
But still stay in their dark ways,
For they've lost a golden opportunity.


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© Samuel O. Ogunyinka, (Psalmist).