How do you come about?
So troubling and unmerciful
Your inhabitants are in pain and agony every day.
Some turn to live happily in you, and never wish you shut your doors at them.
Some rather pray for your rapture.
You have become so competitive
Whilst everyone wants to leave luxurious in you.
Some considered to be superior, better and privileged than others
Why do you throw out such adjectives for us to battle with?
Knowing that the energetic ones will prevail at all cost
Have you forgotten that some are crippled and others blind?
How do u expect them to compete?
No wonder they have remained ossified in stature.
When will all these negativities of yours come to a closure?
When will everyone be made equal?
Should we continue to dwell in pain?
I will pause but waiting to hear from you.
As though, we continue to labour in your weakness.