Turned from temper -tantrum
Got tempted and tempered instead
Turn around and tear the verdict.
When heavily attired you run
Unguarded and unaligned you prance
Unprotected the crowd still cheers
Turn around and quit.
When the sow your neighbor becomes
The Vulture your bosom friend be
Yet the crowd celebrates you
Quit quickly or die.
When your conscience leans on lucre
Or your joy hooks to sycophancy
When progress still marks your path
Turn quickly or burn
When your vision grows dim
Or your goal faces corruption
It is time you turned
Or would you become a Jackal?
Written by: Passy Amaraegbu
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.