It is you,
no you caused it.
They did it
we should do this.
Was all dancing on our lips.
With no remedy driving home.
Instead of mending licking our roofs,
we kept laughing at the man in rafter.
Trying to make fire in his hut.
Soon our house is flooded.
Non of us is a fool.
Instead of a way out of a capsiding ship
it is blame we share.
Instead of killing the tree from the root,
we were picking the leaves.
Tell me why some will not suffer?
When we are all claiming very big
for correction to whip.
And this marks our foolishness.
Adeola Babalola
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-perfect-wise-one/
