Nigeria: Our House Shatters Poem by Andrew Ahile

OUR HOUSE SHATTERS
Greed, it could not be need?
That fires our desire to feed
On the fruits and into the seed
That grow the tree on which we all should live
Green bright and safe as it should be
But for evil and greed
our house shatters
Starving from the basics of everything that matters
Blurring the line between servants and masters
Poisoning the minds of the young and restless
Leaving the pride of whom we are breathless.
So our house shatters
For by the ways of monsters
Our masters have handles maters
So our house shatters
Dividing our streams of knowledge,
Into stagnant ponds of ignorance.
Shedding the blood of our mothers children
Burying the hopes of our children's future.
Our house shatters
increasing our distance from the promised land.