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Olasanoye Charles


Assylum Seekers


How beautiful you were, how infinite was your presence how thoughtless was your splendour. Well until apes became men, maybe mother earth was better with the apes they made no guns and built no tanks they lived in hearty herds and cheerful bands passing their days in playful ecstasy.
And one cheerful morn men became a part of this great big cycle they assumed domination over all of creation.
Now the earth once beautiful, once pristine was malformed into a huge madhouse, an assylum of men and the glitch of gods, drunk with the dominion of his mind he rendered the earth a wasteland.
Trusting in vanities, chasing after winds he bred disparity. Is it not folly to build on the journey rather than for the destination, Is it not lunacy to regard man as sane when infact the edict of his birth is to seek for distinction in this great big assylum that mother earth has become.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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