Obute Gabriel

Rookie - 0 Points (11-04-1983 / Warri, Delta State Nigeria)

Murdered World - Poem by Obute Gabriel

Sitting down in the coldness of day
Observing the forest
As small trees becomes tall
Leaves falls and dies
Flowers blossom fades away
Multiple winds hit me at every side
Sound of both sweet and sad
Song whispered into my ears
It all bartered into one thing
A global world

Sitting down in the coldness of day
Observing the world as it runs out of hand
Faster and faster they said
As the clock tick its goodbye song
With so many in the track to beat the time
Oh! What a loss of effort
Who can save the going world?
Even as its spins on a fast track

Sitting down in the coldness of day
Observing the words in our mouth
Just as we call the world
Civilization, globalization, even modernization
It appears to me
Like a ripe fruit
Like a going sun
Like a waving hand that is gradually
Lowering into the water

Oh what a future I see in the forest
What a cry coming from afar
As multiple trees goes down before my very eyes
And the armies set to save the world
Find their ways into the field
Leaving their arms and shield
Um… what a fight coming they’ve not seen
Future is all i speak
Future is all I see
Sitting down in the coldness of day

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It describe the future as sitting down in the coldness of day as children born grow to become adult, even both the old and young dies of various illness and the beautiful and wealth one loses their fame after time. Stories of war, earthquake, flood etc flows from every part of the earth in my ears and other stories of achievement and success records made also find entrance into my ears, all this in a single world

It describe the world as becoming mad with fashion, crime, pornography, homosexuality any many others all happening at a very fast rate even at every tick of the clock with so many who blinded to see by the things they see and not minding what all this things are pointing out.i just can imagine what more would happen for the world to see that the end is coming even as the bible has written i.e soldom and gomora

It describe the celebration, joy and rejoicing in the mouth of so many even as they called the world all manners of name; civilization, globalization even modernization, all this shows that the future is as good as gone ie there is no future with what is happening because everything is wearing away

Looking at the world in time to come many will regret some of their actions and others will not be able to see that time. Just as the saying goes ‘children are the future leaders of tomorrow’ but the children presently does not look prepared to take the lead as they enter the world without a plan to save the future but to continue in the destruction they’ve met

i was inspired by what i see in the life's of the youth of tomorrow and the way the world is running in the hand of many

i dedicate this poem to God for ideas and to our hope to come

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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