Blood and Sweat

The tirade of the tyrant
Has subdued the trident
Gloating over the viceroy 
It's the blood and sweat of 
  victory.

The subdued voice of defeat
Veiled in unapologetic  defiance
Shedding secret tears of what could
  have been?
What would have been in the hood
It's the defeat drenched in blood and 
  sweat.

The table is set for dinner,
Choice meats, mutton, chicken beef....
This is a parade of victory for the price
Of blood and sweat of the masses.

The meat is gorging on, the flesh is stuck between  the teeth
A pain in the mouth, transversing the whole
 polity
The bodies of the dead nationals crushed
A vivid reminder of the price of victory
Of shed blood and sweat.

(Written on the 15th April 2015, after the 2015 Nigerian Presidential elections)
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