#RIPPLES....

It explains the effects of our actions, deed and misdeeds on our future. it highlights the political situation of my country of birth, Nigeria and is also a call for the bigger world

                #RIPPLES…

        SPOKEN WORD BY UCHE MICHAEL

I wish I had seen the future

Maybe I would have acted differently,

Maybe I could have tried to prevent all this sorrow

Maybe I would have checkmated my greed,

And rather fight for the greater good,

Maybe I wouldn’t have planted seeds of discord

But helped strengthen this cord that binds us together

Maybe I wouldn’t have orchestrated my symphony

And like a cruel dance instructor expect everyone to dance to its harmony

Maybe I would have practiced what I preached

The love of God, your soul’s greatest need

But instead I cunningly stripped your land of its resources while asked you to close your eyes in prayer

I gave you the bible with one hand and took your gold with the other

I released the chains from your hands

And made you fasten them around your mind

See, I didn’t need to chase you around with whips anymore

I just gave you independent slavery and let you do that by yourselves forever more

I was the one who stole but you rewarded the silent

The very valiant amongst you with the wrong tools I did silent

I paid but a stipend for the gains I stripped from you and yes they were priceless

I was the master thief cos I deceived you into getting your home

But you gave me the key, yes you did

It was your selfishness accompanied by my greed

We blended so easily until we made a smoothie

That only I could drink

 

I wish I had seen the future

Maybe I would have gotten off my back

And face what lies ahead

Rather than act like a lazy Dog that can’t bite but is just good with a bark

Maybe I would have sprung up instead

And girdle up for the sacrifice that awaits me just beyond the fog

Maybe I would have sought saner ways to heal my land of its very plague

Than engage in a senseless coup and unknowingly set the stage

For unreasonable counter coup, years down the line this boiling pot is yet to get cool

Maybe the deaths of over two million in the civil war could have been prevented

If only I knew how far reaching my actions can cause a stir

And how much our humanity can easily be neglected

Maybe heaven wouldn’t have been polluted

With the stench of carcasses and the tearful prayer of saints

Substituting the sweet smelling savor of a beautiful world I paint

(In my mind)

Of world renowned persona’s, record breakers, pace setters,

Who out runs the bolts even as sprinters,

They had a dream and like every King

Our inhumanity denied them the cozy feeling of winter (I wonder)

Did we kill the cure for HIV and Cancer?

Along with the children that die daily of Kwashiorkor and hunger (I need an answer)

If we had seen the future

Would we have saved a little extra knowing the pleasures of a boom

Can easily be intercepted by a bigger doom (but no)

The sky was just too large and then the stage was set for a continuum

Of fraud, electoral injustice, slander, nepotism, tribalism, jungle justice,

Terrorism, greed, insecurity and corruption (and in all this years)

We kept put our attitude of laissez faire (you know), I don’t care (you know)

As long as I manage to stay above water and can still get some air

But truthfully, look how far we have faired

For the fear that the flames we helped kindle will not flare

 

 

I wish we can see the future

Maybe we would sit down and ponder

We are no different after all

Maybe the territories we hope to conquer are just mere markings on the ground

Maybe for a minute we would forget where we are from, (our tribe)

And chart course for where we are going, (our pride)

Maybe the core in every one of us will be let loose

And in future our children will learn what we did; we’d be heroes in their books

Maybe they don’t have to refugees

Homeless (displaced), hopeless (misplaced)

Priorities will take us there

Where it wouldn’t matter whose right or who’s wrong

In that day, there would neither be King nor Kong

How much can I beat this gong?

We can’t run from it anymore, we can’t beat it

Cos if we had gone the right ways initially

There would have been no need for IDP’s

So get up and stop being the hero only in your DP

Social media activists, and yet our greatest bane is inactivity

You tweet how much you can save the world

And in your browser, in a tab you’ve got your details

You’re booking a flight, just in case there is a fight

Please where are the heroes

Can we see the knight?

And their shining body armor

See, war doesn’t determine who is right, but who is left

It’s not the fairy tale we see in movies

There is no last chance to call your wife and pour out your feelings

Plus there’ll be no network

Only screams of another dead body that just hit the ground

For no one will sow and thus nothing will grow

And we head back into the same pattern, same routine

And tagging along is the master thief (remember that guy)

But this time we will readily give him the key for a pack of relief

They’d sell us ammunition and give us stipends as donation,

Don’t forget that in this time they will be our only source of communication

Mind you our children will have no nation

Stripped off their very identity

We would try to explain why we did it

 Bla bla bla everything we say will sound so stupid

Cos the same idea we are ready to die for

Would be irrelevant when there is nothing to live for

 

If only we can see the future

Maybe we would heed the words of Asa,

One day the rivers will overflow and there will be nowhere for us to go

And we will run and run wishing we had put out the fire

This life is just a ripple

Author's Note

guys what do you think about this write up, i will be releasing it for download on the !st of October, 2017 (my country's independence celebration). feed backs will be appreciated.