Without Love Poem by Babatunde Aremu

As I traversed the earth shores
I heard many say they love
Yet no one bears another's burdens
Each scramble for his own
Where then is the love?

I have slept in king's palaces
I heard kings claiming to love
Yet the estates of the subjects are acquired
The kings get richer
While the masses are beleaguered.
Wither is the love?

I have dined with the rich
Who claimed to love the poor
Yet the measuring scales are adjusted
To make more profits
In order to own the world alone.
Is this the true love?

I have seen couples
Highly entwined in love
Yet when whirlwind blows
Each is blown away differently
Like a shaff before the wind.
Hey! What a love!

Yes, I have seen alot
Once jolly friends becoming harsh enemies
I have seen colleagues plant together,
During harvest period each turned ferocious
And virulently scrambled for God-given fruits.
What love is this?

I have seen soldiers in espirit de corps
But when battle rages, comradeship fizzles out.
I have witnessed nations signed accords
Yet enters in trenches
Shedding the blood of innocent citizens.
Is this love?

Yet, many still proclaim love
No one wants to tolerate
No one wants to sacrifice
No one wants to be the Lamb
No one wants to be like the Master
All is without love
The world craves for real love now.