THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 54
The democracy we seek.
Is made vulnerable and weak.
It’s the mouth of the People,
The government for the people
Or we are crazy?
A raped future
And a deadly torture.
The gong of heresy
And sycophants hovering like lizard,
To steal like a humble wizard.
I bet many has deflowered you in tour,
to enslave your beautiful admirer entoil.
Leaving them in hapless unclad,
i celebrate you with a bizarre invitation card.
Was it adopted or adapted?
I can’t even tell
But I know we are not there.
Elite eats with ten fingers
Masses eat with two fingers
Politicians govern us by injustice
We echo today for justice.
How about judicial judgement?
To the poor, a predicament.
The sycophants are bubbling,
While the destitute keep hustling.
Is our constitution
Giving a deserving protection
And gives room for justice
A fellow poet said Them-All-Crazy,
I concur for they show we the masses no mercy,
Are we suppose to celebrate?
For I see no reason to jubilate.
Our leader tried,
But some got tied.
Sometimes we celebrate,
Other times we jubilate.
Enthroned and dethroned,
What a Democratic dethroned?
Corruption is dinning with her.
A dinner leaded by unexposed heir.
JULI ADA LOVE
The sound of it music we love to hear,
All loving to call themselves dear,
We hope it could last long,
So our heart could retain it song.
I want to believe in political freedom and equality.
The spirit of democracy.
Rule by the people.
Ruin by the people.
Was it not our pride you were?
But now your beautiful face you turned there.
Freedom you promised us, you denied.
And to your ugly face we now abide.
Democracy rule or military rule.
I see no difference as both are demos of crazy people.
Is this actually a democracy?
Or just a tag use in deceiving the populace.
Oh! My love democracy,
Wash off this mud of kleptocracy,
And present thy beautiful features.
For we await to behold you, pretty creature.
Playful kids sings as we see,
They’re all grown to see them still retaining it at heart,
May they all live fat tho may be apart.
In her, should it be called democracy?
You are yet to find out that DEMO is CRAZY.
In her, democracy has no home for the moment.
With that, there won’t be any Democratic enjoyment.
JULI ADA LOVE
Democracy is government of the people
By the people and for the people
With all this Yet I shall say
Nigeria, Happy Democracy day.
What happen to our Rights
When we can’t envisage what is right
Is democracy really for the people
Or for some people and to some people.
The northerners are dying,
The whole nation is starving,
All I’m seeing is plutocracy,
As oppose to real democracy.
Heroes fought for our rights
Politicians deny us our rights
We crave for good governance
And reject your bad governance.
Hope for democracy in Nigeria
I see it manifesting in every area
In africa, all over the world even in Algeria
Yes! you have raised antagonist on speech,
who has broken the agonistic demur of our glitch.
What a waste i celebrate you today,
if you cannot assuage the hunger this day.
No hope for the lazy,
A plan to kill our future
And a fake smile to ease our torture .
Inequality, the mother of the day.
Our freedom being swing and swayed.
Democracy they projected overtime
Did they Chased to exiled with no dime
Democracy was memory,
And so we never forgot the past memory.
That’s why we became the giants of Africa,
Because we were born and raised in Africa.
Humbly to the tone of the day,
To comply and do as they say.
Alone and gentle in the heart,
To save my head and my heart.
JULI ADA LOVE
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