War Hypocrisy Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

They made the missiles
Of mass destruction
Via land, air and sea
With maximum devotion
Of profit oriented high intelligence
Sold same to unsuspecting and gullible third world countries
For huge profits.

Africa burst into flames
In fratricidal aggression
And I heard empty vocal condemnations
But conceited underground factional support.

Sales decline from exhaustion of funds
And troops are frown in
In peace keeping plot
Computed to win accolades
Where otherwise condemnation is appropriate.

Devastated and homeless
Hungry refugees are gratuitously fed relief materials
Sponsored with minute fractions of huge benefit
Reaped from sales of weapons
In orchestrated war hypocrisy
Africa deserves pity.

(Wednesday 24th November,1999,11.26 pm)