Injustice Poem by ASIIMWE SIMON ROLANDS
Injustice
Each of us got a foot
Yet not all of us walk
The road is for the few
Those who got a shoe
Each of got a tongue
Yet not all of us speak
The speaking is for the few
And for we are not among.
Each of us got teeth
Yet not all of us eat
The eating is for the few
For we wash their hands.
Each of us got a voice
Yet not all of us sing
The stage is for the few
The rest we clap hands.
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