Simply Why 1 Poem by Moto Wamwanga

SIMPLY WHY 1

When one of them dies
The entire world must shake.
The whole planet, like a cake,
Must be in piece and ful of cries.

Everyone must deeply be sad
And must even feel more sorry.
However, they are evil and glad
To blow up countries for glory.

We are made climb Everest
On foot without break or rest,
They get us slaughtered
Like infected animals, murdered

Our strong and wise leaders,
Brothers, sisters, monthers,
Uncles, friends and fathers...
Like insects, as we claim our interest,

When protecting our rights.
Why, oh God! all these fights?
I am shocked and speechless.
Who can justify the madness,

Or the thirst of domination,
Of controlling every nation
And of imposing their politic

Furthermore, their culture
That doesn't obey laws of nature
And that allows any pathetic

Rubbish? I still wonder why
They are so heartless. They set
Up nations fire. They say hi
Pretending to be sorry to forget

Scalds, damages caused like a pest,
And all those lives lost.
They pretend evilly to be the most
Disappointed and protest

In order for them to be fire brigade
To enable themselves to loot
Everything they want and fade
The rest, oh God Almighty, what a plot!


The story continues in SIMPLY WHY 2