Living in the 21st Century (5): Civility and Polity

 

Louis Egbe Mbua (Originally published in Living Lights)

Better a disposition polite
Than an exposition rude
‘Cause to be rude
Is to be crude
But to be polite
Is to please

Better a low voice spoken
Than a high note shouted
At the top of your voice
‘Cause to shout is to be crude
While to whisper
Is to please

It’s better to laugh
Than to cry
Because laughter
Pleases the heart
While sorrow
Depresses the soul

It is better to be quiet
Than to be loud
Because Silence
Inspires thought
While loudness is
A useless battle fought

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[Kamarad]

"It is better to be quiet
Than to be loud
Because Silence
Inspires thought
While loudness is
A useless battle fought"

Genocidaires, tribalists e.g The Entrepreneur Newsonline Inc aka Ernest L. Molua,take note.

[The Entrepreneur Newsonline Inc.]

Tragedy has Befallen the Fatherland
Monumental in Stature,
and Bequeathed by fate
Faith of our fathers still living, still ruling
As chiefs, Lamidos, Fons and Presidents
Their efforts betrayed by infantile exuberance
Sums of monies squandered, mentorship in the red
Sheer absence of profit from their effort
Is it a devine curse or an infection?
Why would the efforts of men breed traitors?
Why would offsprings of toiling old men,
hatch so much hatred and despise for the land they toil?

An Anonymous captures it better in a quiet solloquy in the depth of his soul:

Traitors
A label for those who betray others,
Traitors abound among us forever.
Judas did not think of his brothers
When he betrayed Christ for 30 pieces of silver.
Brutus conspired to kill his emperor,
A knife stabbed into his liver!

A traitor may claim the reason is a cause,
At the end it is the price that is paid.
Will he for a moment pause;
If millions of Ringgit is the bait?
The cause is already lost,
She’s in dire strait!
If before her millions are tossed,
She’ll not hesitate nor wait!

You may curse and the traitor hate,
There are many who would welcome her!
These are the ones that traitors make,
The bribers are the ones we should condemn!
If there’s no offer, no one can take,
No one would betray and be damned!
Punish the corruptor for goodness' sake,
If there’s no pig, there’ll be no ham!

Do you wonder how a traitor sleeps?
What you imagine may not be true!
I’m sure I’ll be right if only I can peep
Into her life or wear her shoes.
Close to her body her money she keeps,
Your curses will not make her blue!
From oblivion to glory she leaps,
It's real, not a trip from sniffing glue!

When she comes before her creator,
She declares her innocence to him.
“I did not ask for any favour,
It all happened like a dream!
In actual fact, I became a saviour,
I acted as instructed by my pimp!”
What can He say, our mighty creator?
“I forgive you, you’re only a shrimp"?

Watch your backs, there are lots of traitors!
Many will cause traitors to be made.
Children will betray their fathers,
As long as they are paid!
Wives will betray their husbands
To their lovers just because they are laid!
Look at a straight steel ruler,
With strength it too will break!

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So, Think of Cameroon
Yearn for the soul of the fatherland
Tragedy has Befallen the Fatherland
Monumental in Stature,
and Bequeathed by fate,
Why would the efforts of toiling old African men breed traitors?
Traitors have no place, except under the guillotine, an old technology,
Yet could be employed in the 21st century
As In Iraq, in the midst of modern 21st century weaponry.
Bush's Yearning Instrument for Civility?

[Dyna Ngoy]

An excellent one in deed.