Worship me i am God
Bow down or my rod,
Live solely on my vomit
Else i confine you to a limit;
The brutality of our mentality.
Keep mute and be my boy
Eat crumbs and remain a toy,
My children are in Harvard
So remain tiny like a mustard;
The brutality of our mentality.
You are brilliant and brave
With my help; you be a wave,
I will poison your air
And buy you a wheelchair;
The brutality of our mentality.
Someday you; be the president
Then; reform the government,
I will break your ladder
And keep you sadder;
The brutality of our mentality.
Sure i can pay your fee
I can help you ‘see’
But my feces; feed on,
Else you remain common;
The brutality of our mentality.
Serve and age in my house
Reduce to just a mouse,
Be ordinary like toothpaste
In fact you must be a waste;
The brutality of our mentality.
Sleep with me or fail
Comply or rot in jail,
Tell no one or die
Bound; i will not untie;
The brutality of our mentality.
You are a promising star
About to cross the bar,
I must blow the bridge
For you to fall inside the fridge;
The brutality of our mentality.
You are better than the rest
Allowed; you emerge the best,
I must cook up a story
So that i mar your glory;
The brutality of our mentality.
You are a ray of hope
I will cut off the rope,
Naturally you are a beacon
I dare not ordain you a deacon;
The brutality of our mentality.
You have a unique approach
In you i see a great coach,
I must break your leg
For you to live with peg;
The brutality of our mentality.
AMAZING THE WAY WE ARE
The Ethiopian Herald Sunday Edition 6 October 2019
BY NAGOZI OLIVIA OSUOHA
