Humankind Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

upon this black couple mountain
I sat and watched though like Jonah, bereaved
Mankind in travail like a fierce
Pregnant woman in the feeble street
THings grumbled and fall apart
Humankind deserted amidst tears and pains
'O heaven' i wailed
'Wail not, its their cause' the spirit said
'When shall this end' i asked the spirit confused
'Until the messiah comes' the spirit said again
I continued watching like the king in the days
Of Samson in the pretty house before it was damaged
Mankind were beaten like the Israelite of old in Egypt
My tears failed to come down again from my eyes
I begged him thousand times to come but it declined
My emotions became my father in the noon
' when shall mankind be free from suffering? '
I asked again but there was no answer to me.