Enemies Of Our World Poem by Idowu AdegbileroIwari

Friends really they are but foes of them we've made
Bliss so they are but on land spells and curses
Fun and care they shoulder but fear and awe we earn
Perhaps, then, they aren't foes, may be the problem us is

The gift of oil beneath the earth
The fossils of the past dwellers meant to ease our time
But become the load that strain our necks
Blessing beneath the earth but thorns upon our flesh; the globe is warm

The borders of Abyei, the ‘Kashmir' of Sudan's north-south war
The Niger- Delta region, the abode of Nigeria's south-south horror
Iraqi-Kuwaiti impasse, the war on the gulf that murdered neighbours
The barrels of oil, and its gun barrels, may render barren the earth we dwell

The Deity we disdain may cause a dent on our stay
Real or vague, all have come to know there is the being supreme
This common fate we share with disparate faiths
Is another friend that fight our peace

In the mouths of our religions are the explanations
Justification for terror, the menace that threatens our common nature
The Easts, middle and far, Asia, Africa and the West, all of our lands
Have fought to protect their gods, the bitter rivalry of a failing world

And the peace, justice too, we all fight to earn
But yet elusive for the lack of love, the mother of all
Can we fill our eyes with the water of love
And feel our humanness once again?

If the wealth of oil we need per se, must we buy the barrels of gun?
If peace we really crave, must we fight these needless wars?
And if gods they truly are, do they need mortals for defense? Let us talk to our brains
It is blood we bear, not water; can we halt the wars and make our world a better place, please?