Stop Painting Facts Poem by Felix Emeka George

From where I sit down,
I want you to see,
witness;
The rising sun.
From where I sat down
You saw the rising sun.
From where I will sit
You will see the rising sun
Goes down the west
As roads barricaded
in a returning match

I am the heritage of mankind
The beginning of the worldhood
Which is cherished in every field.
You know I have given.
You can see,
The night is
coming to morning
I am the act of harmony
The desire to civilize
and a means of survival
with no surfer-val


Though yesterday has gone with the winds
Just as today will be dead tomorrow
I am an intellectual sub-humane
Indeed not a rational being

Why are you satisfied in justification?
It's because you dream of social and commercial living
And the messianic
high-arched roofs

The night that is long shall bring forth light.
In four enlightened centuries of agreements
Only the selfish and
the egoistic
And toil for pump and power

Copyright © Felix Emeka George | 15 June 2017