Mortal Man Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

Great gestures of the sun to the rejected cornerstones
Time is a titan that never breaks down even within man's excessive arrogance
To the devil, it serves humble pies to weaken his floating ego
For he tricks the world to death but he dies to stay forever
young

Unspoken riddles from unwritten psalms are within cells where god is held a prisoner.
The mortal man's wisdom had the spirit of ubuntu cradled to the grave
In the absence of this angel,
It is streams of blood rivers quenching his greed's thirst
And his invocations of divinity bounce back when they hit the
ozone
For, it's purity rotten within their carriages.

Blades of honesty pierce the essence of his deeds
For they excavate skeletons he buried to never be found.
Him and his fellow men's index fingers like arrows, aiming to what's not there
After they are done architecting humanity's
sorrows

In his banal wisdom, he gangs up against accuracy accusing it
of negativity
But it's within his ignorancewhere this negativity is
begotten

Mortal man
Father of sin
Dodging responsibility blaming
the unknown
From his greed, his natures are
born
Recklessly leaving the world so
torn

Mortal man
An angel that has fallen
Bringing the world into destruction