COMPUTECH
We can see
We can hear
The magic and power of the new saviour
The buttons that produce rainbow colours
The fruit of the Western race
That never rest until there’s fortune
As beauty asteriks the neuro spine
To gain praises before global men
Not even Solomon’s wisdom nears it
The brain of a genius installed.
We have seen
We have heard
The effort that is rewarding
The true formular of magic touch
That which makes calculus a delicacy
The table-like eyes that informs beneath
Its mouse is not a pest but a steering
Send it on course and it goes with precision
I can see
I can hear
The calculator of the world
Whose medulla is macrocosm of cerebral
The technology kisses the foot
Of planet earth
Urging all asunder to know the game
The computer world is ecstatic indeed!
HYPOCRISY
We have seen the light
Behind the blocked walls
Showing signals of positive thoughts
Creating passion around the sphere
When one could no more stand
The haste in time to come
As tragedy of Sodom struck the wicked
Their path during day will be struck.
We have seen the light
Behind the cloudy walls of Jericho
That went down with divine intervention
When truth caused earth to arose
To devour with ‘bloodish’ wrath
We have seen the light
Behind the crude tyrants
Genius is nothing but ability to resist penury
When we asked to know their names
They introduced the book to clog us
But anger struck our ancestor’s mind
To open the page of fault to us
Fears went to the elites minds
We have seen the light
Where darkness could not prevail
Honey is gotten from the labour of bees
The people work like bulldozers
While they take refuge in snail shells
Fortification guides the hearts of men
Integrity is a sham
The crazy allusion of the white-wash
That plaster the manners of man
In the southern hemisphere of planet earth.
THE CYBER GLOBE
I pressed and touched the whitish buttons
A glamour of colours smile out with joy
The globe revolved, the universe came
The layers take a focus, one site to another
The ‘pin-pon-pin’ music salutes me
I am confuse, this white boy is tricky
How can it show me the whole world colours?
This must be great Einstein’s brain.
For the child, it cheats and rob their minds
Its display of filthy games is perverse
Corrupt messages across the batholith layers
Into the air crust to reach masses
In a mystery style, the doom is for teens
Solace could not convert misogynist’s hearts
From loving his detest heart again
And as the diet is eaten from
The hungry table, there is no legacy left
The globe depilatorates their hairs
With its watery cream
Happy, would you have brought
If your effort to inform was not digressed
The miscreants must misinterpret
The mish mash of
your purpose
Creating negative concepts to the little
Who are fascinated by the keys.
I pressed and touched the buttons
A colourful rainbow arched the screen
I sought, it interprets
The cyber globe is an interpreter
The impulses from sister planets
In the galaxy dance praises to it
Goals can be scored in the sky
But tread softly O’ you footballer!
When you tete-a-tete with the New Age
Beware don’t let you mouse bite bad sites
They are worse than
Nineveh
Click only on intelligentsia areas
Let the picture you watch be solemn
But if you cheat and rub your vision with filth
The depression and confusion
Will be in your innermost cultured mind.
As you open your windows to wild watchers
At night to view busy bodies
Do you scrutinize
their maturity?
The foundation teeth of the child.
Becomes permanent overnight
The public hemisphere becomes aggressive
Give a dog a bone, the dog knows how to crack.
A foetus can send you errands
Shame! Shame! Shame!
You can’t even shut down in detest.
Have you forgotten you
have dirty sites?
I shall sing no song of praise to you again
You have no conscience
I curse you, because you cursed us
I damn you, because you doomed the young
Stand up to your adversity
Resist the foetus when they come
Shut down, stay down and stay blank
The hard way, is the prevailing way.
