Posterity

Posterity.

Thick red substance here and there
Heist and fight everywhere
Gun wielding illiterates on the rampage
We are not even on the same page

The girl child is put in the family way
The youths have no say
Boom! !!Boom! ! !that’s our song
We have been outplayed all along

Humans preying on humans
Our land has become a human abattoir
Should we call them humans?
Ashamed beggars ever near

The youths no longer soar
We are almost at war
A stream of blood flowing through our land
Hope sliding through our hands

Strumpets throwing themselves at rich men
Some youths craving for devices
Instead of stopping the vices
Shame on you

What is left of our patrimony
Can there be harmony
We should face the reality
What do we leave for posterity?

Their actions are humbugging
Their words are deceiving

All they seek is wealth and popularity
What is left for posterity?