Loin Of Aeon Poem by Emeka Joseph Nnakwe

Imperfections of our loin greed
Protected by greed of vanities
Lust of the eye and pride of life they say
Breaching the accursed taboo
Greed eaten deep to Anna's of our history
Repeatedly we repeat the flaws of our derison

This we see through the loins of aeon
Who is not guilty?
Our yesterday that ate the today we see
Or our today that craves tomorrow's meal
Playing the flaws again and again
Every Tom and Dick has been castrated by this menace!

Repeatedly we swam for change
We need the preacher's Armour to cry
There must be a change
You've gat to change, somebody has to change
Let's stop the blame games
Change start inout!
N. E. JOSEPH