Crown Of Thorns Poem by Uche Nwanze

I rather wear a frown than adorn myself in the apparel of hypocrisy
I will drown in my sorrows than swim in the rivers of sychopancy
I rather keep mum than be thrown into a theatre of arguments
A pauper with dignity I'd die than clutched with the brown envelope of ignominy
I rather banter with infants than mingle with grown weeds
If I drown, I drown
I'd remain without clothes than be decorated with a robe of pride
I'd rather put on a Crown of thorns than be crowned with a sceptre of avarice
I 'd rather go to bed hungry than vouchsafe for a slice of your soaked bread
I 'd rather eat of the crumbs of humility than feast at the table of humiliation
If I die, I die
I'd rather stand alone on the valley of truth than climb the mountain of mendacity