Dark Sun - Poem by Chukwukere Timothy
There's still Sun,
And everything is so dark.
and its no night.
Under the sun, people still steal
and skip being nailed
Because we can't see them,
Under this sun they're hidden.
There's still Light,
But nothing is bright.
Under this light murderers are free as a bird.
Shame to the sun!
Curse be the light!
It can't justify our son,
It can't defend what is right.
Only shields the corrupt,
It rises with good objective proclaiming,
And sets to operate evil manifesto.
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