The alignment of the stars, today,
Shall be in your favour, all the way,
Creating a shining path, for you,
To live, blossom and remain blessed, all through.

Ignorance in the face,
Of overwhelming evidence,
Of immediate and pressing danger,
Taking over the area around the Niger;

Choosing to pick teeth,
In colourful filial exposures,
In recline with relaxed ambience,
Belatedly, recorded, expressing untruths;

Fons et origo,
Awash with innocent blood,
Awash in the ashes of thy brethren,
After much negotiated patting on the back;

Your psychedelic reactions,
Beyond lip service,
Beyond insensitivity,
Deserves everything but continuity.

There's nothing good found,
In the one different from the rest,
Ready to head west,
While others look north;

Of a different shade,
And not to be confined,
To the averageness of existing,
Without actually living, fully.

They offer a seat at the table,
Something quite irresistible,
Far enough not to contribute,
But close enough to be seen;

This of oft the fate of faces,
Of people with loud consciences,
That appear to be with the people,
But only bidding time for opportunity.

And just like that!
A single cowardly shot!
Life given no chance to start,
Another ****** from the lot;

As though, it appears,
Former colonies of Her Royal Majesty,
Have become mindless rippers,
Tearing souls with reckless travesty;

Here the Coronavirus has killed less,
And brutality snuffed out more,
It's all a shameful mess,
Security agencies in ****** galore;

The vestiges of colonisation,
Suppression and marginalisation,
Brutality, segregation and classification,
Kleptomania, nepotism and crass corruption.

The world is on edge,
And rightly so, too,
From caskets strewn like *******,
To withdrawn funding for WHO;

Like something off a horror story,
What's left is for reanimated dead,
Flesh eating, mindless monsters,
Only lead to the friggin' head!

Pulpit shysters, con men of the cloth,
Boasting, the battle is theirs, not the Lords,
Dared the unseen guest, profanely,
All is well, now, laying between nailed boards;

Somewhere, in the dark continent,
The tropics had all the heat,
Coronavirus surely couldn't stand,
Well seated, many dead, no signs of retreat;

Far East, some crazy, mad scientists,
Playing with their bio toys,
Cook up another RNA weapon,
The Communist, westward, someday deploys;

It's the WWIII,
We eagerly awaited,
Shame, it's fought without explosions,
What a sight! To see civilisations obliterated!

Depopulation strategy of the antichrist,
Yes, he made mention during a talk,
****, he can't even protect his operating system,
From which he made his billions bulk;

Led by an African,
Surely he couldn't be that smart,
Misled the greatest civilisation?
Oh dear! From where do we start?

Our people have never known better,
Good governance is a pipe dream,
Here's another scheme to enrich politicians,
Juicy donations flowing in like a stream;

The big pharms engineered this,
Let loose something to **** millions,
Scramble, make a show, of concern,
Develop a vaccine, rake in the billions.

Life is but temporary,
Whether ordinary,
Or with affluence,
What's left is the essence;

For there was a confidante,
Whose opinion was sacrosanct,
Loathed by not a few,
Loved by others that had no clue;

In him was the ruler most pleased,
To direct and plant the right seed,
To direct the affairs of state,
While staying in the light of his shadow.