I Will Die Stealing

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I Will Die Stealing

- February 06, 2017

*I Will Die Stealing

The elders of the land will say:

_Do not kill the goose_

_That lays the golden egg_

They will say:

_Tread not on the eyes of *Mother Earth*_

I will not only kill the goose

I will also eat her golden egg

I will not only trample underfoot the eyes of Mother Earth

I will also blindfold her forever

I will ignite the forest fire

And roast all her ancient denizens

And if the wise men ask me why

Those whose head is capped with grey crowns

I will answer with my spear

I will bury my axe in their skulls

And ask their corpses if they knew me

I am the leader who *just won the election*

I am the ruler of a race of *fragile weaklings*

Of weaklings who own the wells of gold

Yet sit astride on a hill of trash

So as long as my brothers are blind and weak

I will siphon the oceans of treasure

Until it's arid as a desert

And if I do not live feasting

I will die stealing.

© Oloyede Olatuja