Dark Lessons Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Scattered utterances
Flickering dark
Vanishing shadows
A Windsor chair
Inscriptions a wall
The teachings
The Unlearning
My note!

I wonder why people work
And sweat their lives out
Miserable souls-
God in divine acumen
How great He art!
Has blessed all a resource
I think-
Age partial reasons
Emotion gleams more
Listen!
Human should be allowed this-
To do the will of acumen
And betray venom emotions
To give birth is Gods grant
And will us to turn child in desire
Perhaps in meat
That shall be food
And save a vagrant
Feed the starved
A will of God-
Or sell a child’s body part
It sure is a divine income
All would be either ways
In the glowing field as manure
Or in the lab a specimen
To restore a planets death
Still, can be another’s' body
As the heart of the rich
Or the lungs of a prince
Not all gobbles heart
The rich shall buy
The brain shall sell
Think!
Imagine advancements
The forth of sciences
And you, my miserable friend
Would be comfortable
And by then, could birth
A child that shall breed
Other merit bounds too
For the moralists
-Shall cut abortions
-Increase standard living
Provide employment for your people
Especially you third world nations
And shall contain overpopulation

Scattered utterances
Flickering dark
Vanishing shadows
A Windsor chair
Inscriptions a wall
The teachings
The Unlearning
My note!