By Any Means Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

By any means

I feel like riding my winnowing basket
flying in the middle of the night causing harm
I feel like riding my mystical broom stored in my casket
flying away to torment poor villagers at the farm

My heart has been turned inside out, blood flowing outside my skin
I feel like hurting someone badly committing a sin
I feel like making progress in my life being horrible
To get what i want by any means possible

I want to really amass wealth and power
For it seems all this talk of a better life is sour
A way to lull me while the smart grab a good life by any means
For it seems all these prayers shutting my eyes is for people to pinch

They want to have a headstart on a good life
But i m going out there guns blazing wielding a knife
Step out of my way to see the light of day
Step up with money and riches, its time to pay.