Neither Will I Bow Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

The bullet has shot the world,
Like a vampire's bite
The syndrome has spread all where,
The corrupt are more corrupted
The non-corrupt are more corrupted
Like volcanic eruption
The world is set ablaze,
Pastor-thieves
Thief-pastors
Imams are money making machines
Herbalists are god.
Like water on fire
The earth is boiled up
The 'pynis' is heated
The old are floored
The young are raped
Men also swept.
The world is tumbled
Faiths fumble.
Yet we will remain
Those who will stand
Like the 3 in the bible
Against this flaming earth.
We will remain
And walk our path.
Let the devil pack to heaven
Still, to immorality and inhumanity
I will not bow.