Hush, Hush
The braying of horses
of the Knights
Of the Saints of thieves
and thugs
The winepress of propaganda
is waning
And there is no more to draw
from
The silhouettes' of darkness is
fast fading
The dawning of truth is fast
approaching the horizon
The rainbow brightening the sky
again
The skies are clearer now, that
the hubris is come
The dawn, the unfamiliar quietness
the hush
The shadows are merging into
one wholesome
It is noon; midday at the equator.
It's about time for the blame game
to end
But it has only just began more awaits
us citizens
The cards are on the deck, waiting to
be reshuffled
Hush! hush!! It's the Nigerian poker
please keep quiet.
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