Journey Man Poem by akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)

Train of thoughts move from station to station
Searching for ‘GOD’; seeking for essence…
Examining self in this jungle called earth
Eye arrived at the
FIRST STOP,
GOD;
The RANGER
Enthroned, watches-
Free-willed,
The game feed on one another,
Fenced in a globe,
We struggle for freedom.

SECOND STOP,
RELIGION;
A cast iron net that entrap all;
Big fish, medium fish, small fish…
We are food to the Fishers of Men.
PAUSE,
Eye sea the
Brutality of the Crusaders
And the mercilessness of the Inquisitors,
The savagery of the Islamist
And the abandonment in self Immolation,
The resoluteness of religion oppressors
And the determination of the atheists,
And eye mused that to be free of all is to be
‘FREE’,
And to impose a SINGLE WAY to the ‘DIVINE’ is
Purely Authoritarian

THIRD STOP,
GOVERNMENT;
The Oracle only seen by the inner cult,
What the gods say, what they mean,
Is subject to interpretation by the chief priest and
His red cap chiefs;
Presidential pardon, plea bargain,
Guilty, not guilty, reduced sentence, dropped charges,
Blah, blah, blah,
Them SEE us, them HEAR us,
Them run the show.



FOURTH STOP,
TRADITION;
A covenant made by our ancestors,
Some with the gods, others with the devil,
Some with wisdom, others in ignorance,
All in pursuit of the knowledge-
‘God’, Cosmos, Gravity, Spirits and the Soul,
The miracle of birth and the mystery of death,
‘Ask, and the door will open, Seek, and you will find…’
Spiritual Synergy;
Witchcraft, Voodoo, Meditations, Contemplation,
Incantations, Invocation, Dry-fasting, Wet-fasting,
SILENCE,
…we SEARCH4hq.

FIFTH STOP,
FAMILY;
The strongest cult of all…
Man, Woman, in oath of allegiance,
Siblings in agreement with parents sing Amen,
Bonded in love and understanding,
Them become the strongest and most
Secretive of all-

SIXTH STOP,
SOCIETY;
This jungle full of everything;
Love, aggression, tension, oppression,
Fraternities, sororities,
Brotherhood, sisterhood,
Believers, unbelievers,
We form clusters to survive; we are all cult members
In a globe were to be alone is
Food to the pack,

SEVENTH STOP,
FRIENDSHIP;
Sub-cluster of the pack,
Alignment, re-alignment, non-alignment,
We build trust and dependent-
Good friends are like the military barracks,
Always open to retreating soldiers,
Bad ones are like the Thenadiers, always
Thinking to profit from others
Misery,

NEXT STOP,
NO STOP;
Void, the train enters auto pilot,
Innocent lives in the darkness of the womb
Pushing to join the earth,
Rigor mortised bodies in the darkness of the tomb;
The soul returning to source,
Recount their struggle,
The living weep, sing and chant, and dance.
The moon, the stars, and the sun continue their journey,
Oblivious of our struggles?
And the journey man looks up and down,
Paused for a flash back, shook his head,
And looks ahead...

© 2015