? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Rhythmic Ripples Of Revolution
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May they not perceive our silence
For contentment. May they not conceive
Our weary smiles for commitment.
For in their fragile fallacies will they
Be licked by the angry flames of
The marginalised. May they not
Incessantly mistaken us for clowns
Or dummies, lest we explode with fury.
May they not in their partisan stupor
Deluge in this delusion: Divide them,
?Rule them. For when the robe of
?Deception is derobed, and the fruit
Of their tall tale matures, then shall
Their hairy crowns be toppled,
And their hellish fall an emblem for all.
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May they not be oblivious their buffoonery
Is a venomous recipe for bedlams
As the stale breeze of corruption shreds
The beauty of our enclave into tatters.
Kings are richer than the kingmakers,
And their ruse claim of servitude
Is a conduit for parochial conquests.
The stench of revolt is imminent,
The stench of bribery heralds its advent,
?And the form it takes, privy am I not.
SOURCE: OKOFO-DARETY SAMUEL? ???EMAIL: [email protected]