Everything well laid,
A bit here and some there,
A wide section, narrowed,
For the mind to see.

Soaring from the ground,
The elemental sits atop the realms,
Though it may not be profound,
Yet wields the greatest might to lead the kingdoms.

Before the jack came down,
And the green went up,
Life was just bearable around town,
Today, however, the hardship won't stop.

Online, everywhere,
But with great convenience,
And accessibility anywhere,
Comes with even greater vulnerability.

Suppressed by fear,
Chained by shame,
Then came fame,
And forced all to hear.

But here I am,
But why can't they see me?
But I'm as human as can be,
But this ain't fair, ****!

From a region of blinding light,
To a state of lightning blindness,
All gone quickly out of sight,
As brutish power is only hidden weakness.

You took something from me,
And wish to be left with yours?
How degenerate can you be?
****** low life, cursed on all fours.

Something is broken,
Inside of the people,
They'd **** for a token,
And jump on any ripple.

Every one easily recognisable face,
Has come down with the virus,
From Norway to Australia, an alarming pace,
Isn't this a circus?

Like an oblique propaganda,
Set to cause global apprehension,
It employs celebrities into its agenda,
Just to further heighten a campaign of confusion;

Europeans have caught it,
Footballers, too,
People of colour can get it,
Even world leaders, too;

Thus the story unfolds,
Of how the world unites in terror,
Panic, fear in great manifolds,
Grips the planet in total horror!

Dirt poor, low life lackey,
The son of nobody,
Gutter rat, poverty hugger,
Hardly a warm meal to eat;

But blessed by fate,
With power to stir minds,
Wielding instruments of revolution,
The gates of authority swing open;

Carried on the shoulder of the impoverished,
Feet washed in their blood,
Backed by their relentless hope,
And annointed by their faith;

Alas! Comrade turned traitor,
Refusing to yield the people's mandate,
Trampling on the same spirits,
That oiled your rise to prominence.

Power down our differences,
Let our potential flow,
Light up our preferences,
Pray, let our love life glow.

Anger mixed with fear,
Is recipe for frustration,
One screams revolution!
And the other turns a deaf ear.

All my love, I invested in us,
Only for you to betray my trust,
You promised forever, and ever,
But all that didn't matter;

Because you fed me lies,
Treated me to grand deceit,
Brought me out in the open,
And told me our love was broken.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
If Nigerians aren't any wiser,
Then it's really, and truly, over!

All around and about me,
The rat race for breakfast or dinner,
For as far as the eyes can see,
Our chances for robust peace grows thinner.

Here we are,
And you, over there,
Between us a misconception,
But alas! we destroyed the only interpretation.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
You may need,
To seek another lover.

She would be his best friend,
And partner in crime,
Never finding fault in his frailty,
Always compassionate and loving,

He would be by her side,
Never complaining about her beauty,
Completing her in every way,
And always being proud of her.

The parts, in unison,
Every of them, one,
Contributing toward the overall,
Each conviction melting into the other.

The long and unending nothingness,
Bright light or thick black,
Strung by the neck,
Or shot in face, neck and torso;

For killing a girlfriend,
Or stealing common patrimony,
For creating a deadly virus,
Or ****** a week old infant.

The complexes that afflict my sensory synapses,
And the torments that assail my mental I'm balances,
All contribute to the ambivalence of my tough processes,
And the unwillingness of my backside leaving the soft mattresses.

The dark side of life,
Everything's got a price,
If you can't pay up,
Kindly leave, please.

Broken, down,
Or whether it be up,
Before you toss that top,
Stop! Is that a clown?

On either side of,
The crimson divide,
Sat two hearts that,
Beat out untruths.

In life such desires are made manifest,
Upon ones creativity one invests,
Upon ones intelligence one banks,
Upon ones wisdom is assurance placed;

Do you believe in yourself,
Enough to pull through?
Too you believe in the totality,
Of succeeding without someone somewhere?

Man in all his mortality,
Voices out authority and superiority,
Saying, "come unto me, wealth seekers,"
"And I will make you rich,"

But take time to think through,
Is it all worth it?
Relying on the words of flesh?
And ignoring the words of wisdom?

Man doesn't hold any key,
With which to open wealth's door,
Except that which is given,
By the janitor of endless glories.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
Brother, sister, you may not need,
A building called church, to gather.

In the cold of loneliness,
I have suffered neglect,
Dislocated from your love,
Everything has become misaligned.

Charly, Romeo, Alpha, Sierra, Hotel!
A wakeful night,
****! What the hell!
Almost took 'em all on a flight!

Peeled of all identity,
Suffers untold ignominy,
Uprooted from the soil that he was birthed,
Now enjoys the luxury a notable deathbed.

When children dream,
Where are they?
Sleepy laugh suggests a realm,
Where all they do is play.

How we clearly see,
When the darkness draws near,
For the unknown spreads fear,
Of what the other side could be.

My heart was perfectly stolen,
Until you showed up,
You relooted my senses,
And held me hopelessly in love.

Shared incompetence,
Centralised failures,
Redundant caricatures,
Secure flatulence.

The month came,
To me, of the same,
Need to feel good,
Again, 'cos I am no wood.

Be good to get into heaven,
Forgive, everyone, seven times seven,
Turn the other cheek to your accuser,
Flee, quickly, from your lustful seducer.

Higher life form,
Lower form of life,
Might is right,
But what right has might?

The earth is a prison,
No place to go,
Other than to the grave,
Down, down, down below.

The little ants by the edges,
Or the tiny microscopic ticks,
The scurrying roaches along the cracks,
Or the annoying rodents lurking the shadows?

Cloaked in the guise of integrity,
This devil gives no ****,
Blood and sorrow are his philosophy,
And behind that toothy grin, a sinister plan;

Greet all with an indifferent silence,
Never utter what cannot be referenced,
Keep all prying eyes behind the fence,
And curious cats be early silenced;

They pooled the sheet over their senses,
Sold the idea mainly on mendacity
Not many saw through their pretenses,
And foretold of an untold atrocity.

A most horrible defilement,
Forced entry into government,
Taking away resources with pleasure,
Ruining forever, a priceless treasure.

Set to default mode,
An unconscious impulse,
To reach for the mobile,
Whenever, and every time.

My insides guide me,
Tell me what and when,
Whether before ten,
Or well past three.

In life such desire manifests,
Upon ones creativity one invests,
Upon ones intelligence one banks,
Upon ones wisdom is placed resilience;

Upon the strength of ages,
Past, future and present,
Upon the combined forces,
Of goodwill and positivity;

A man may come,
Into his own,
Or lose it all upon,
Some flimsy whimsy negativity.

No one can tell my story,
Any better than I experienced them,
Those cold and trembling nights,
When my body ate it's own fat;

Felt abandoned by my parents,
Left to the mercy of strangers,
That took me in, forgot to feed me,
Watched me shrink to the bone.

I looked forward with great expectation,
In anticipation I dreamt,
For months I put shoulder to the wheel,
My heart ached long;

At last, it's here, can feel it all around,
The season of love,
The season of sharing,
Surrounded by fluffy whites;

But alas! A big blow,
Oh, what a way to shatter,
A memorable affair,
Together, with the one and only;

This silent killer,
Life taker,
Dream murderer,
Virus from the pit of hell;

Forced to stay indoors,
Away from love or friendship,
Conversing with the inanimate,
Same routine day and night;

Video calls only go that far,
They don't show beyond the edges,
How do I know, for real,
That you, also, are there alone?

Come away, Coronavirus!
Leave, now, so I can be,
With the one that I love,
Hurry, be on your way!

Shall we then leave behind,
The sins that brought us here,
For innocent hands to inherit,
And further a blood existence?

All smiles as she sways toward him,
Asks if he knows the gym,
The one his wife frequented,
Same one the trainer befriended.

You and me,
Separated by love,
We can not get around it,
So, we wonder, from afar.

Perhaps the people are incapable,
Of producing anything good,
They'd do anything for food,
Even everything stinkingly improbable;

For how can one explain,
The corruption at the tower,
How the prominent, with disdain,
Treat the commoners they rode to power?