They Made Us Naked Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

The rotten smelling pigs of the twenty first century
With characteristics of Geoge Orwell Pig 'Nepoleon'.
Bad leaders in a paradise humming in disgust
They made us hopeless not life.
Torture us unkindly regardless of our sorrow'
We are painted black and red changing like the chameleon
In which you hardly identify the colour we are made of.
They made us naked, strip off our dreams
IN them we built our hope on but it failed.
In them lies our labour but no reward
Continually, they exploit us happily.
All rivers run into their seas, yet they satisfy not
Remember you, in much wisdom is much grief.
Gather you silver, gold and crude to your barn,
Or peculiar treasure of the kings
It shall soon end, and you suffer like us.
Naked we are, naked shall you be soon.
You are naked and naked we are when created
So naked shall we all go when the other phase opens.
You made us naked and shameful
Took all that belongs to us
And with held our joy and our kindness wrought.
Vexation of spirit we are left with
remember wisdom excel folly as light excel darkness
And no profit under the burning sun.
We turn ourselves to behold wisdom to conquer folly
The wise man's sight remain in his head
You shall weep some day and
there shall be no one to cloth you.