Colourful fanciful with myriads of mirage
Hidden in public glare
The more you look the less you see
Opened in hidden trenches
The more you dig the less you uncover
Clothed more in shades of grey
Preying on the public treasury
Fleecing the unassuming with
Alacrity akin to mediaeval thieves
Leaving the leaching wound
Letting the trickles cascade down
You masquerade it in soothing words
That is suit to the garbage trash
Giving rhetorics instead of economics
That will deliver from this doldrum
Time is of the essence for action
Every ticking tock of the time
Count and should be made to count
As these masquerading marauders
Needed a dose of reality
Isaacola AA
@newnaija
The government and its people stay on antagonistic sides
but what stimulates the rulers’ infidelity to patriotism
can easily be bought by any, over the counter.
They are desperately in need
of sailors to guide through the storm
yet for some reasons,
nurture a belief of so called anointed but empty vessels.
Structural human developments
siphoned by leadership’s exhaust pipes,
desecrating humanity’s sanctuary
for corruption to sell in wholesale.
The public treasury flows down
non-stop even bypassing its bladder,
as materialism and the quest for good life
break all of conscience’s administrative protocols.
Survival instincts undergo inflation
for civilization to suffer a recession
to this end, unity’s objections are overruled
by Nepotism and favouritism.
Social growth is blocked
and always in need of foreign catheter.
A direct current links poverty to the mindset and way of life,
giving a clear evidence of an economy
in desperate need of reconstructive surgery.
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