When The 'enlightened' Become The Savages Poem by *Tony Cemaluk Egbuonu

When The 'enlightened' Become The Savages

Marks of Savages

Florence stopped one: the killing of twins.
Others persisted but fizzled out with time,
not with huge sacrifice as Nightingale,
just mere mass enlightenment.

Among the savage acts that stopped
was the burial of powerful kings with many fresh heads.

Ivory tower, home of enlightenment,
with supposedly enlightened occupants,
should not have any vestige of savagery
except occupants that refused to inspire or be inspired,
update or be updated,
teach or be taught,
impart or be imparted.

Death, a natural phenomenon,
comes at the end of one's life, career, sojourn.

Disturbing.
Modern savagery:
a full-circled occupant of ivory tower
plotting to pack out with pure-minded heads,
the primus inter pares, first among equals,
best among the best, beautiful brides.

Germans call such infamida,
Igbo call it alu,
Scripture calls it sacrilege,
and anything worse
than societal gross misconduct.

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