TO THE NAUGHTY FOLKS (A POEM WRITTEN BY ODUNAYO SAMUEL)

TO THE NAUGHTY FOLKS..

To the naughty brothers,
Who fail to heed the truth.
All our creative work they loot.
Our beautifully crafted work they falter.

Why art thou not dig deep into thy brain?
And pour out ideas like rain.
Craft it crude and raw.
Employ our service to make it brawl

Cease to steal a million asset
It’s thy right to write
Kindly pause for seconds and think
‘Never bound by law not to ink

Our original master piece you tweak.
And take glory upon our story.
Justice will one day stand and speak.
Then, thy shame our glory.

It’s real, much more than a confession.
In writing we find passion, hence making it our profession.
By the world, we are nothing but jobless dudes,
‘Cos of your kleptomaniac attitude.

We do what we know.
Give us ball, we not be able to dribble.
Because we are neither Messi nor Ronaldo.
But with pen at hands we shall scribble.

Why making life for us unbearable?
Thy act render us penniless.
Series of sleepless night,
Before pages turn a book.

In our kingdom,
Thou art the major disaster.
And thy act, the only devourer.
But with our tool we shall conquer.

© OdunayoSamuel, 2017.
Akerele Odunayo Sam

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