Dead And Alive! Poem by Gedion Onyango

In All
It all comes down to the unseen yet the taunting bare meaningless of life.
Wherein we've defined our fullness by the standards crafted by a bunch of hurt and damaged individuals.
Those who and many who survive under a tyrannical cloud of hopelessness
- A mass of sinful, pitiful persons,
A people satisfied by their limited views of life and the richness of rotting material meanings.
Lost acolytes of deception - deceived into their own wisdom of stupidity and ignorance.
Living off the illusions sides of life
These dead and alive, or
A mass of successful and failed people trapped in worldliness.
So not to see........ or not to hear…...... instead
They're stuck and embraced in prisons of pride and loss,
Chasing titles and being consumed in self-worship…. Lost in the social meanings.
- bewitching everyone seeking political correctness over the liberating power of the truth
They're boldly suppressive and rigid in their views.
And rebellious towards the righteousness and simplicity of Salvation?
I see a people, a walking dead bodies of living and tormented souls, cold in their hearts and uncertain about tomorrow.
- Weary and burdened with lewdness.
Mustered into a system of cumulative rational uncertainty...... And seeking solace in the popularity of their ideologies
Certainly,
These are a bunch of broken people hiding in their sins and plucked from one another.
They've fallen deep into the weight of their own selfishness.
Working hard to dispense their heartfelt evil,
Spreading the wickedness of their brokenness to all living persons.
So poor people, these folks that all they have is money and their material well-being.