World Population Day Poem by raymond letsitsa

Out of many generational gaps
We have passed
Tumbled through a gateway of havoc
And confusion
Swallowed pride like good food,
Roared like lions when we met each other
No longer did we understand
That we are all human
Consumed in
Our devious methods of killing the enemy
Had a text quoted out the Bible
And all stupid folks followed
Talked my god above their own,
Said he had a throne,
We are the result of our many
Dead ancestors
Beings of mysterious form and formula
Those dead and buried under water
Above who's bodies your ships anchored