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Niyi Juliad
Dec 26, 05 - 12:44 PM |
AILING MAMMOTH
Cyclopean and comfortably cradled he inhabits the trigger-point of the black African space He is a dying god of ill-used fortunes that brew self-induced sad pass Self-appointed Big Brother lives up to the true name in actions daring and words grandiose His swarms of swarthy scions like sand of the sea defy definite determination The generous princely prince of the black clan sees not own foe in the self Itchy hands oft-repeatedly dipped into the cesspools of earth's secretion depleted for love of loveless strangers Foreign depositories heighten in time serviced from un-returnable returns from the earth’s crude favour Fires of civil acrimony doused in neighbours’ far-away lands, while home-grown gall festers like septicaemia The foxy men-in-cracy conspire in cunning collusion, and shoot the Behemoth in the foot From the drugged slugs he bleeds and trudges in tottering gait totally depleted, totally ailing Unwilling clinicians lack willing tools clinically unclean, un-sterilized for the styptic performance Foreign loaners feast on dripping blood “squeeze the fool more,” they urge stranglehold heavy like cumber The going songs are tear-jerkers and the skies gather darkening clouds who will stop the lachrymal heavens? Except the One above the clouds |
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