The Audacity Of Lies Poem by Jude Ogunade

How much the world love lies
Makes me wonder and sigh!
How much the world hates truth,
And hatred has deep root.

A phone on a table
Walked away unannounced!
Mr. Friday, noticed?
Mr. Sunday, oh no!

And, Guy Friday; perchance,
As yours is my semblance,
And if you do me wrong;
The web becomes my gong.

Why steal from another?
And churches don't bother?
And what does it matter?
When tithes fill the altar?

Yet, Jude's phone is missing
And dusts are amusing
Nothing dents my musing
As lies don't live that long.

The imam is busy
Relishing the largesse
And the reverend is seen
Reveling in robbery!

As ills pervade the streets
The church is fully garbed
Spewing holy deceit
Aiding and abetting!

Knighthood is ten thousand
The Turban is millions
Guess you earn that easy?
Go, steal and rob and come!

Why pray to avoid hell
This world itself can tell
Pastors, Bishops and Sheikhs
Shall surely taste their hell

As their holy books say
Their acts are like the day
Piousness cannot hide
Their evil fruits despite

Jude Adebosoye Ogunade
Wadie-Adwumakasi,
August,2025.