What to do with a Stubborn Stain on Your Uniform?

Abioye Munashe By Abioye Munashe, 29th May 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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"Rotted apples will spoil the entire basket." Why not eliminate or discard of the rotted apples? Many times they are rotted from the inside.

The Stain

You laid there with three bullets with your name written on them,
Your slender body slumped to the hospital bed,
And your eyes too heavy to open but no one cared.
You dirtied their precious uniforms and clothed them in your scum,
So everyone forgot that you were human and frowned at the dirty
Deed you did causing all to be stained with stigma.
You smuggled drugs while wearing the symbols of the five pointed star,
A symbol know to protect and serve and prevent crime,
But you countered their efforts by smuggling drugs.

I was saddened that a human life was lost but all,
I could remember was the stains you left on my uniform;
Stains which would not be easily removed,
But you were carried from the
Carriage and carted by six to your land six feet deep…
There was no one to weep,

But your mother.

We will always remember the blemish you left on our uniforms

Author's Thoughts

This is about a true story. It is rather sad, the way in which, the deed of one member of any group or organization can tarnish the entire group.


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author avatar Abioye Munashe
Abioye received awards of “Poet of the Month” from Poetic Vibes in January 2009 and January 2011. See More of him http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wrl1YBWPBoc&feature=player_detailpage

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author avatar kafsoa
30th May 2011 (#)

This is very sad. How difficult it is. When a person dies, he becomes a big concern till he's buried and every thing belongs to him disappear as if it was a piece of dirt.

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author avatar Abioye Munashe
30th May 2011 (#)

It is sad when a human life is reduced to a few penny in his pocket...he dies without spending it and his good name is lost forever

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author avatar Songbird B
30th May 2011 (#)

Your poetry always has a lasting effect on me, Abioye.. Sad poem, when someone puts money above all else..to the detriment of those left behind.

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author avatar Abioye Munashe
30th May 2011 (#)

this one is based on a true story...really sad

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