The Devil Is At Work Now. Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

The Devil Is At Work Now.



Corona virus disease is here,
And some people are using it as an opportunity
To show they are the ones to whom power is belonging
As if they want it stayed; yet they say they are healing it
We are told to stay home to stay safe
Without working. Without food relief
Without meeting people in public places
We are starving financially, economically, and spiritually

Police brutality is turning discourteous than the virus
Killing civilians yet, covid as they say, has killed none in my nation
The devil is at work.
Our trusted security officers are killing our people in broad daylight
And taking advantage of the pandemic putting into use order from above
We are locked down but see
The country's only wisest one is directing entry
Of positively sick truck drivers to import the virus

From the most affected neighbor countries
And what do these trucks even carry? Non-essential sort of things!
Are you surprised? Recently, they saw some of those hazardous trucks
Carrying within them, beer, cigarettes, and soda. For God's sake can't we live without these?
We are now told to stay in the lockdown for more 21 days
Again and again, again and again without assisting with food relief
The devil is at work
Churches, Mosques, All spiritual gatherings, are no longer allowed, The devil is at work now.

Rain also came in recently with furious anger
And over flooded my region, claimed many not to mention houses
Leaving most properties in untraceable scraps and people's clothing's and beddings
As old mad man's rags
And people finding shelter in tarpaulin camps
Which leaders are now calling it a burden to them?
They are starving seriously and they are suffering psychologically and physically
God, this is not you.

The devil is at work.
Curfew hours yet approaches
And the leading party police, yes.
They are preparing to re-arrest my cobbler neighbor and my tailor neighbor
Who feed their extended families by repairing shoes and putting zips on trousers!
Milking money from them
In pretence of regulating
The directives of the wisest leader

The one bowed down over
The one who holds the dreams of the nation
The one without whom this nation shall not prosper, yes!
The devil is at work.
God save us the devil's trap strategy.

Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom of speech,politics
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Amos Christopherson Masereka

Amos Christopherson Masereka

Kyambogho I- Bwera- Kasese- Uganda.
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