THE MODERN MAN’S TYRANT-BY OGUNYOMI ISRAEL ABIDEMI

When the carapace of existence

Pastes bundles of bewilderment

On the intellect of man,

His chatoyant brain ventures into the

Herculean task of explaining the structures,

The making of which his curious skull is oblivious.

Aristotle contemplates an order,

Thinking life itself is an expression of purpose.

Hence, whether or not we work,

We would be poor if we are to be.

Then the force, maybe God himself,

Will be perfect an entity to be incarcerated

If partiality becomes a crime.

But now that the gracious modern man proves

God’s guiltlessness of the ancient lies

By justifying his fingers’ innocence

In the designation of fate,

Upon what hills should the world set her eyes?

To re-array the world’s thwarted mind

And re-thwart it in his chosen style,

The modern man, perceived by the world

As an enigmatic messiah,

Relieves himself of his strenuous endeavours

And burns incenses to the hills of innovation.

So he glorifies invention, a seducing tyrant,

Too stunning and powerful

For the world’s eyes to ignore.

See what modern man’s tyrant does to the world,

He sits elegantly upon the throne of existence

And controls the traffic of life.

He invites at pleasure and banishes at will.