Master Trouble Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

Extremely difficult to start
Is the ugly story of his
Master trouble

What can he not
And will not do
In quality, time and space
All in absolute negativity
To the intense conscience rigors
Of his kin

Quarreling and fighting
Stealing, drinking and smoking
This and more and more and more

Pleas and counselings
Reprimands and threats
Are to no avail
Even detentions and prison terms
Ultimate penalties
Have no sting

Having done all
Take control Oh Lord
Deliver your creature From devils possession
And his kin from shame.

(Thursday 9th December,1999,5.09pm)