When lunatics take on the cassock and the pulpit
Lead the church and perform miracles that surprise God
Then the word of God suffereth violence
Real violence that needs heavenly interventions
When madmen take over politics
Become law and decision makers; giving unnecessary deals
Then the state takes the reverse gear
And nothing will work there
When insane people take the chalk
And impart to the next generation, then in short
Tomorrow begat thieves, mobs, and vice-filled souls
And our nations will fall into pieces
When these lunatics get into the arts and creative industry
And write, compose, sing, direct, act, recite and promote
Then the world gets trash, filth and nuisance
And should expect a corrupt-filled future generation
When madmen take over the sports arena
Doing sports without the rules
Then we should expect injury, pain and blood
And a gory sight in the name of sports
When insane guys sit behind the steering wheel
And drive souls around town
Then injury and death is what we love to see
And expect our tears to run deep
When sick brains parade our court rooms
As arbiters and decision makers
Then we should expert rampant gaols and death
And nothing but anti-law moves
When these lunatics enter the agricultural sector
With the mind of planting and rearing livestock
Then ill-attended crops and ill-fed animals will we yield
And our people will continually starve to shrink
When mad people do business in our communities
Selling edibles, drinkables and everything
Then we should understand that we take in filth and death
And the health-centres will be our second home
When incapacitated brains envelope our health centres
Diagnose, prescribe, tender, nurse, and nurse our sick
Then wrong diagnoses and wild prescription display
And nothing can save our sick souls
When lunatics take over the country
Nothing works; not even religion
And if the healing process is not started earlier
The whole state will finally Fall Apart
(Dec.,2015; Ofoase)
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They are all Sick! They should now read Jeremiah 8: 8-9, Jeremiah 2: 8 and Jeremiah 5: 30-31 for wisdom. Thanks for Sharing this poem with us.