Oke Kehinde Julius inking
JUSTICE BEFORE PEACE
OKI KEHINDE JULIUS 2016
how can peace be put to the maternity bed of the earth?
when justice is still sucking the milky breast, in the womb.
how can the twinkle stars of unity, sparkle out their light?
when the mother moon of our world
had been maladied with the dusky
darkness of injustice.
justice seed must first be planted
on the fallow soil of impartiality;
before our basket can rejoice
to harvest the ripen fruit of peace.
steeling sword of injustice
must first be blunted with the crude
file of truth,
for our robust belly of peace
that begoth the intestines
of accord and
kidney of love, not to be pierced.
bribery and corruption have sold away justice
to the slavery market
enslaving its divinity, to serve the cruel master of partiality.
all mouths deprived their tongue
from swimming through the saliva stream of truth,
calling a shovel -a spoon
to feed the empire’s belly
with the starchy garions of lies.
justice lettering must thoroughly be spelt
on the forehead of acclaimed saints;
that wore grey wigs
with their mouth hiting the mace of judgement.
gunmen legs must stop to dance
to the talking drum of bribery,
for their pistol gun of peace
to slay down the liquidators of injustice.
justice must come before peace;
as the clay of foetus is first moulded
before the shape of baby is baked.
injustice must thoroughly be weed off
with the weeding hoe of truth,
for our seed of peace -to germinate peacefully
on our fertile soil.
©OKI KEHINDE JULIUS 2016.