These Ones Are Mad Poem by Bolami lawal

At the cross road,
a path that saw through the town;
under the bamboo,
where the leaves had fallen.

There goes DIRISU,
raven and stark-
he has a message; strangely so.

These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-

From their class rooms,
to their homes;
in the pages of their texts they met with doom.

These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-

A strange tongue,
a strange mind;
a strange understanding they have found.

These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-

In their tokens,
in their manners;
even their clothings attest their madness.

These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-

They acquire knowledge,
and oppose to wisdom;
what a strange ailment, one of its' kind.

These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-