Mamello Monageng
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Poem "It worked":
- written September 2007
- published October 12, 2008
- viewed 127 times
Other poems by Mamello Monageng:
»And I learnt to beg«
»Can I be different«
»forgiveness«
»Love«
»Ode to Wacko Jacko«
»The World we live in«
»What I learnt«
»when I was«
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Poem "It worked":
- written September 2007
- published October 12, 2008
- viewed 127 times
Other poems by Mamello Monageng:
»It worked«
They saw a way to stay on top
They created a system that would assure them a place on top
And made others believe their reward is in the opposite parallel life
That death is an opposite parallel life off this world-
for these things are only for the living
They should know-
I guess it suits them to know
They created teachings for men to submit faithfully
To cover up their actions, created a made justice system
Threw away instincts of survival and created a code of good and bad
words defined as truth and lies
what is the truth and what is lies-is it evidence?
To control what you are -created money
On its own -it had no value until they gave it value
You gave up what you had for what you didn't have
Out of its circle- money could not provide
To create hope- a few were given a break off the system
So we may want
But they knew -it was a calculated chess move
And called it favours of fate
They created a system that would assure them a place on top
And made others believe their reward is in the opposite parallel life
That death is an opposite parallel life off this world-
for these things are only for the living
They should know-
I guess it suits them to know
They created teachings for men to submit faithfully
To cover up their actions, created a made justice system
Threw away instincts of survival and created a code of good and bad
words defined as truth and lies
what is the truth and what is lies-is it evidence?
To control what you are -created money
On its own -it had no value until they gave it value
You gave up what you had for what you didn't have
Out of its circle- money could not provide
To create hope- a few were given a break off the system
So we may want
But they knew -it was a calculated chess move
And called it favours of fate
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