Behold The Man Poem by micheal udenyi

Behold the man
whose life
is worth the lives of a thousand slaves
whose wife
shall tread upon our wives
she shall be our imperial majesty
whose son
shall deny our sons their right
whose daughter
shall knock our fathers on the head
whose household
is worth all the inhabitants of our nation

Behold the runaway soldier
who shall speak to us in civic language
teach us our history
and spell our doom
behold the come-back-king
whose voice shall sentence us to death
preside over our destinies and
blow us hot and cold

That tyrant
whose boots kicked our groin, crushed our bones
and condemned us to this present misery
behold him
whose khaki apparel intimidated our strong
who sang songs of hope to us
but decreed his way into the castle of our skin
whose left hand upheld the law
and his right hand the gun

He is the man
whose dagger pierced our spines
severing the bond of oneness that held us together
splitting every shred of morality left in us
whose dogs
attacked and wounded us
defiling our daughters and killing our sons
and parted us from our ancestral heritage
our own father's farms
they hunted us for games
they licked our blood on the streets
and fed on our broken bones

Here he comes
cheer him
hail him
vote him
he will lead us
he will kill us
we will vote him
he will starve us
we will vote him

We forgive easily
we have very short memories
behold him on posters around town
his name is planted on our lips
with his smiles he upset political calculations
they call him guru
they call him master
he knows the game well
he is the man behind the man in front of you
VOTE HIM