Systems Poem by Charles Kanyuga

They have heads and lines
Not to be broken but abiding
Our own great ideas
We create them systems
They are our masters
We make them systems
They kill us and our children

All in search of knowledge
The fruit forbiden
We belong to us so we say
Erase the Author's chapters
Knowledge we have
we corrupt it with systems
To destroys ourselves

We rise and go so high
Think we control nature
It rises in defence
down we come and break our bones
Yet we stick to the principal
To us we belong
So we rot in this foolishness
Nature covers our remains
We our seeds in slavery

We need a saviour
We need wisdom
The light that reveals
And opens our understanding
And walk in freedom
So we may live and not die
From the corrupt system
And be restored
To the true structure we really are
To our Owner!