Now Poem by George Shadrack Kamanda

Unending scandals,
growing rampant
Everyday,
With a plausible solution far away
we are tangled—and in trouble
Apparently,
Our humanity
is now in shambles
Drowning in an Uneven tide
the punctures in our souls are growing wide
Now,
lost in our man-made abode
As our reality
continue to be trampled on
Now,
Overtly now, our sanity
Is regressively moving on.
And to crown it all,
Our identity is now gamble on
In a society made for all.