Confined to my loneliness

Fair critics aren’t enemies

They’re our real mirrors

If they are sincere and just

We owe bunch of appreciations

Never to attack their dispositions


Fair critics are better than sycophants

They openly tell our good, bad and ugly

Not minding whose ox is gored

They’re parts of our success stories

And we owe them bunch of admirations


Only proud power mongers abhor critics

Never minding whether fair or not

They live in their world of fantasies

Too proud to accept contrary ideas

As they are locked up in their stereotypes


When absolute power intoxicates us

And absence of criticisms looks attractive

Then, beware of praise singers

Hanging around us to nail your coffins

Let fair critics come to your rescue

About Author /

Ugonna Johnbosco Ezeomedo (ojombo) is a philosopher, poet, educationist, web developer and social & political analyst. He lives in Awka – Nigeria. He loves working with computer and other creative works.

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