BRIBERY by Okam Kalu

Day 64
#365daypoetryforadvocacyandsocialchangechallenge

Oh! Greedy men, how long will you live in bribery?
Disguised, yet committing secret robbery;
Hoards money in excess, yet unsatisfied
Oh! Men of greediness, stay away from bribery because its reward is misery;

Though money collected in secret appears to be sweet;
But its repercussion often brings it open in the street;
Like pregnancy whose pleasure was enjoyed in the secret;
Oh! Men of greediness, stay away from bribery or face its heat;

Bribery has come to stay in our days and its damage to humanity is
unquestionable;
Like a communicable disease,
Speedily turning the hardworking minds to lazy and incapable;
Oh! Men of greediness stay away from bribery, for no sinner will go
unpunished

For a better nation, we all need to put a stop to robbery.
For if all of us engage in it, who shall create an awareness against it.

Okam Kalu is a Poet and a Writer.
He strongly believes in the pen as a weapon for mass destruction.

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