my society is rickety <br />it has lost its nutrients and become unbalanced <br />the doctors labour to revive it <br />a kobo for drugs two naira for injections <br />they amass wealth in the name of cures <br />the village herbalist has come <br />he came with his herbs and left in wealth <br />my society is worsening <br />the drugs are nauseating <br />the hullabolo of isms a nuisance and scam <br />the doctors, tghe herbalists speak in isms <br />my society is deaf to their language and ways <br />we hear and see but we cant speak <br />bureaucrasy has taken our voice <br />it has bought our voice with the naira <br />we become lost <br />bureaucrasy takes time <br />we become lost in the time <br />our nation is ill and suffering <br />torn between desperation to speak and illnesss <br />he sobs, he is short of tears <br />he communicates to us via the natural <br />but the doctors and herbalists translate in isms <br />my society misquoted, grieves quietly <br />he cant understand the complexity of isms <br />my society is rickety and remain unbalanced<br /><br />hamid kareem<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-society-is-suffering/
