The streets are busy

Unlike those days of yore

The girls are roaming in pants

Unlike our mothers married.

The churches are full today

But all sinners lie alike

And the clergy used to it.

The club sing church song

The church sing and dance disco

Satan holding bibles

Clergy men carrying voodoo



The ladies tear their skirts

The women lure with their eyes

The pant is always white

Covering hell in the lap

Many a man falling deep

And the clergy love it so

The schools have become hotels

The hotels are homes of widows

The king no longer sees

All the ills in the land.

Men are driven to robbery

When they wait in vain for good

All prefer to live in streets

Coming home is a sin



Today is different from that past

Today money is a god

And men serve it with their flesh

Today moral men are silenced

Today evil men are increased

We saw yesterday

Our today is bad

We are afraid of tomorrow.

macaulay akinbami

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evil-streets/