POEM: - Sovereignty
POEM: - sovereignty BY POET boniface mukeshimana

POEM: - Sovereignty

Not any character of the jungle,

At the time power was kept by the single

Lion kind, risked jumping into the lions’ jaws,

Against their rapacity raising paws:

The hares and hyenas they could strangle

And devour; in their minds best were their laws

Providing rights of the mighty

As common and full sovereignty.



The era was worsened by men-hunting,

Whose guns were used the wildlife menacing.

The weak of the forest saw that succumbed

The lions, who were the first shot at, welcomed

The hunters and their faces showed, smiling.

They were deceived when the first seen were harmed

Like the lions by the same haughty

Men set against their sovereignty.



Some lions who survived called the animals

For a meeting, and the men-criminals

Were the main topic of their discussion.

The lions warned, “Will wipe us away those men

If can’t stand together as animals,

Fight them and save lion, hypo, hare and wren…”

Mocked and heckled the assembly

That ne’er had enjoyed sovereignty.



Each one’s motion was that there was no need

Of obeying on the lions, who to feed

Their cubs with their flesh used to take pleasure.

They thought their forest had become seizure

Of the men for lack of unity; freed

It’d be with or ‘thout a lion as major:

They’d trust who would bring unity

And help them enjoy sovereignty.



There came a time and there came protectors

Of the animals to stop the hunters

From destroying on the environment.

They showed in killing there’s no contentment.

So the hunters ceased to be predators,

And the fauna had no more sentiment

Of hating the humanity

That brought them peace and sovereignty.



Some of them were kept in zoo

And the kingship of the lions they did boo.

Cows, rabbits, goats - were domesticated,

And more than ever they were protected.

Such treatment them gave of humans new view:

The protectors or authors of the deed

Looked like who’d brought brutality,

But in their hearts reigned sovereignty.



Later on the lions found that in the strong

Claws dwelt no good power, but can be for long

Which is applied to all comfort giving,

That a king marching in front of trembling

Souls, as if to hell angels would belong,

One day will see his strength brought to nothing,

But where freedom ain’t scarcity

Kings and subjects share sovereignty.



What the beasts failed to know was the keepers

Of the zoo were children of the poachers,

Who’d found unfair deed what their fathers did,

To take good care of them had decided

And did not want to be called game-seekers’

Generation. In the action could read

Great kindness and humanity

The beasts savoring sovereignty.



A former foe may become a good friend,

Who breaks off with the past and turns his hand

Into protector, support provider –

Like Human Rights Activists. No wonder

Where they are from, people’s torn hearts they mend.

A protector has ne’er been intruder

As long as for tranquility

He works and preserves sovereignty.



A sovereign nation is not like a house

With its closed doors, and inside, like a mouse,

A wife is beaten and loses her life

Without neighbours’ intervention as if

Not hearkening the victim, and the louse

Of man not stopping is to save the life.

Is a land where people’s safety

Is denied full of sovereignty?



If at The Hague someone is indicted,

It means not people he has protected,

Nor that he has well governed Utopia,

But ‘cause people’s hearts he has filled with fear

And a lot of trouble he’s invited.

After shedding blood there and here,

The lions who’ve made their claws dirty

Should be there washed for sovereignty.



Wherever the lions rage it’s no matter:

Matters the will to keep the world better.

Some Devil’s advocates would call nations

Not in Syria to find indications

Of crimes as if is found a wife-beater

At Holy Land or brothels it opens.

In a place where reigns sanctity

Won’t dwell breakers of sovereignty.


A rot of conception of sovereignty

Reeks when gangrene holds sway o’er a country,

In which Democracy swings at cannons;

Debates are feared that aim ruling with brains;

Wear noose as necklace who would change carry,

And the song “Independence” is hangmen’s.

Where lions and lambs live with loyalty,

There is unshaken sovereignty.

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Boniface Mukesh

Author, Translator,, Editor, Real Estate M.D at REGS LTD

3 个月

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