Bird Of Justice Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

A little bird flew and perched
The frond of a palm tree
Beside the native doctor's house
Watched quietly the men and women go in
The consultations, chanting and blabbering
Incantations and communications in diverse tongues

The little bird flew and perched
On a window of an edifice
Overlooking offices of elected men
Quietly the men and women transact
The cheating and looting and squandering
Of the nation's commonwealth

The little bird flew and perched
On a twig of an Iroko tree
At the centre of the village square
Quietly the village folks interact
The lies, idolatry and abominations
Of divine laws given for love

The little bird flew and perched
On the high tower of the church
Quietly elegant men and women filed in
The singing and dancing and prayers
Of thanks, praises and requests to God

Surprised the little bird then flew and perched
Motionless and confused on a beautiful flower
Which swayed to and fro, to and fro
Shook its head again and again
Quietly looked toward heaven and sang
The same people, the same people
The same people, the same people

(Sunday 9th February,2003,12.35am)