BY SUMAILA UMAISHA
I Know These Men
I know these men
I know them all
those mighty words you hear them repeat
are neither theirs nor something big
they sold their mouths to buy them cheap
I knew them then
I know them now
those flashy cars you see them drive
are not the cars you think they are
they sold their legs to acquire the beasts
I know not much
I know this one
those crowns you see are empty caps
a mere reflection of tortured minds
they’ve lost their heads to the game of chance
I know not much
I know this much
if they give their arms to get the land
they will give your soul to keep the game
do what you may, you can never escape!
© Sumaila Umaisha
