Reign of Insanity by Balogun David
- August 03, 2017
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Reign of Insanity
My people,
Deprive not your eyes of it's sight
That we see the flames, dancing on our huts
Like a stripper in a club night
For here we are, bleeding without a cut
.
Listen people!
That we may ear the roaring laugter
Of the big boys at our own handed damnation
For the shame is sweet and our tongue compromised
We are pathetic, yet, we call ourselves a nation
.
My people,
The seed we planted, has grown branches
The calamity we dreamt of has stopped by,
To say "hello"
Corruption and his brothers seem to have come to stay
The big ones laugter grows more as we fight this flame
With fire
.
Sons of a shoemaker,
Walking barefooted in the woods
May Heavens come to our rescue,
For our shadows has come to hunt us
And our herbalist has no clue how to make
The concoction to heal our insanity.
.
Balogun David Tolulope
{drunk poet}
©️2017
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