Save It Poem by Dickens Joseph Sawo

Its been so many years,
That now am feeling my tears
Going to break me down to fear,
Let me say this dear,
For many a times
To be sincere,
Always been in my ears
That what am feeling,
Is not really what am seeing,
My neighbour just became a saint,
Hope I said
That his neighbour was maimed,
Maybe its an illusion,
An infatuation of every situation
All through this nation,
Someone is killed,
The other is sealed,
Its now becoming a ring tone
With every semi tone, mega tone
And even skeleton
Fear, tears, years
All go down the drain.