BATTLING STATE.

BATTLING STATE.

         The State  of battle ( confusion) 
Aristocratic leaders! I have come again.
You broke the sine qua non
of the State seats,
seems the law room is a lounge.
Riotously drunk with unassured bated breathes ,ripping nonsense.
Reading prepared speeches for dead men.
Children confessed of love,
hoping for throes of passion.
Developing soil,
depraving the land, making derision.
Turning Kings and Queens evidence
in the swarmed and crammed
chambers of assemblies.
I deter no more!
Ready to boo any goose,
we can’t lose heart anymore.
Overfed with barren promises.
Battling field until now?
Yet you are civilians!
Burying heads in sand
for the unknown generation.
Gee, what a curse!
Appalling our wish in democracy.
Democracy…
Well, when Greek meet Greek
then comes the tug of war.
A tenure is good as a feast.
Rulers off the rails break tables
against prime movers who
ride rough over them.
Dying democracy of the badlands.
By Ajakaye Rashidat Olamidayo.

Source : AjakayeReaders Corner

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