Our Leaders Have Gone Mad Again

POETRY IFEDAYO They are not here Though we still see them around They have moved on They have let go They are dead But they still breath Dead, dead living They're living Living, living dead They have stepped into the threshold From here to nether Loose and lost They spend time and use space In lunatic extravagance They run, run beyond Behind time and space They have eyes But no more can see us Like stray dog They can't hear our thundering voices Help, help!! Our Leaders have gone mad again!!!