Babatunde Aremu


Emergency


Emergency! Emergency! ! Emergency! !
Our world is under emergency
Our world is besieged
Not by ravaging soldires
But by all of us
Children are in haste
To taste adults delicacies
Elders are no longer patient
We all wants it by short circuit
Everyone wants it quick
The world loves it quick
No one wants to climb
The trees from bebneath
Yet all wants to reach the branches
No one wants the food properly cooked
We want bread on the table
No more baking
Fast food is now the most nourishing
No one wants to walk
Everyone loves to fly without wings
Alas! the world is a hurry
We are racing against ourselves
We are racing against nature
Our world is beseiged!

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 05, 2013

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (6/7/2013 7:09:00 AM)

    Yes, that how things are today; being influenced by Satan. However, this world is closing up. Thanks for sharing this peom with us.

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