The Betrayer Poem by Ojok Isaac

The Betrayer



The brain
The master of the body
The giver of instructions
"Go...and lay that young las"
The body tried to resist
But a slave must obey
And the body did exactly
As the master commanded

The body was arrested
Mercilessly tortured
Flogged, buried in pain
So hopeless; the body shrieked
As a river of blood oozed from the body
In the court
The body was found guilty
And thrown down to a cell like hell

And after fourteen seasons went
The body was released
He had learnt a lot
He started making his own decision
Thinking just like the brain
So the body became his own master
Verily, the body became blameless

Saturday, January 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: politics
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