POLI-TRICKS
I know of masquerades in my father's land
That dance to the rhythm of judicial injustice
In a worldly market fenced with putrescence
With bodies veil with outer garment of deceits
Wild mouth coat-dressed with truthful lies
Of honey tongue but sour paunch beneath
narcissist mind clothed in a clueless skull
Chasing shadows of a meaningless stance
"Execu-thieves" demons behind the grave
Emblem with lustrous fangs that sting
Caskets filled with glittering dead hopes
Made bucks the prey buried without wing
Darkness knights donning shinning armors
To overcast bright lights into bleary dreams
Greedy foxes controlling the room of power
Eating the daily bread of her starved children
Billy has come to play the chess of shame
Can he sail the boat through the mighty storm?
For he's myopic to see farther than his pocket
Blindly paddling the boat to the sinking waves
Imprudent farmers farming without hoes
Cultivating seeds with futile shoveled teeth
Aye, parasitic father has come home again
To feed his hungry children with void fruits
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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