When a politician tells you that he put
On a red boxers with white singlet inside
Ask him to wait till you look at it properly
before you could believe him so to remain insane.
If a man on a campaign rally tells you a tale
make sure you sieve the whole tale to generate
the truth therein, whoever take a politician's
Word must have a blocked ear and blind eyes.
Is it not the politician who sees an elephant
and called it a rat? he sees a snake and praise an
Earthworm with a bow and songs of laughter,
A politician's mouth kill souls in many ways.
When a politician tells you to wait here
Better find another route to your journey
He may follow money to his death hole
His mouth is as sharp as the kitchen knife!
No politician fight a fellow politician squarely
They know where to settle after election
Don't sell your soul to them in the field
As they prostrates for a vote you're to cast.
A politician's tongue is full of campaign promises before election, he may decide to sell garri and plantain with you but he is not with you dear!
Your vote is what count for him, cunny fools!
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016
Categories:
prostrates, africa, art,
Form: Free verse
Thinking that I held love’s promised certitude yet brandishing a broken heart~
“True Love” lied and languished in Daily Disney Land Delusion~
Time’s painful reproach surreptitiously surrendered~
Crumbling creation stirred forgotten forlorn fantasies~
Bleeding from the gaping wound of wanting , hoping, hemorrhaging~
Badly bruised and broken, striped raw of the future's wanton wish~
Desperately decaying yet denying death’s diligent delight~
Reaching, grasping, clawing for the past’s perfect presentation~
Knowing Only a script of memorized, methodical monologues~
All desirous dreams destroyed in faith’s fiery inferno~
Emptied and as hollow as hell’s hidden harmony~
Birthed once again by misery’s mischievous midwife~
The seeker prostrates to the purpose in the pain~
Embraces the dancing demon in the darkness~
Deliciously destroyed by Lover and Beloved~
Simply sighs in sweet surrender~
Copyright © Satprem 2015
Categories:
prostrates, addiction, angst, anxiety, betrayal,
Form: Prose