Divided Nations - Poem by Feyisayo Anjorin
A breed that looks for gold on the surface,
Knowing nothing of gold's need for the furnace;
Minds longing for the shinning treasure,
But chained by the pull of pleasures.
A breed that seeks gold and chaff at the same price,
Hoping fire would feel like ice;
Pass the two desires through a furnace,
Choose between the products on the surface.
A breed that seeks a big fish in shallow waters,
Numb to the strength of deep matters;
A wide-opened eye makes seeing harder,
Seeing only the crowded base of life's ladder.
A breed that wants convenience as a price for comfort,
Seeking knives of a blanket's function,
Pleasure and pain from the same source;
Sacrifice and selfishness of the same force.
A breed that trusts in the eyes,
Lacking the vision of the greatest heights,
One grain in the grandeur of nature,
A confused leader of divided nations.
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