The Walls Have Ears Poem by Uche Nwanze

When the crow' s gone home to roost, careful what you do when the night finally keeps mum, the walls have ears.
When the cat's away, the mouse have the house all to himself, the walls have ears.
When you mask a noxious smile beneath your impeccable face , the walls have ears.
When before my ears you sing my eulogy, but my heart sees not the dirge you script for me, the walls have ears.
When you sow tares as the Sun goes to bed, on the same vine you nursed, the walls have ears.
When the oath to bear true allegiance, now only to line your huge pockets, the walls have ears.
When you spew words that hurt like dagger, the walls have ears.
When you make no room for me in your heart because it is crowded with evil thoughts, the walls have ears.
When you don't practice what you preach, the walls have ears.
When you hide in your closet so no eyes feast on you, the walls have ears.
When there is no one to talk to, the walls have ears.
When you gather for moonlight tales, the walls have ears.
When you stand before the pulpit with the apparel of a culprit, the walls have ears.
When you choose to lie to your heart, the walls have ears.
When you sing in whispers so the night hear you not, the walls have ears.
When my votes you steal so you could eat my tomorrow and that of my unborn seed, the walls have ears.
When you plot the pit for my fall, the walls have ears.
When you conspire and everything that transpires in the secret, the walls have ears.


©UCHE NWANZE
03: 07: 2020
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