Hunger holds me by the scruff,
Life has been so tough,
Nothing I get is ever enough,
Who will give me some stuff?

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?

Blood chilling howls of the children of state float into nothingness,
Merchants of destruction revel in the trade of wanton killings,
Powers and principalities celebrate a marriage of economic convenience,
Deaf, blind and mute to the daily anguish of the people of state.

Awareness?
Existence?
Interaction?
Emotion?

Stopping by this edge,
To smell the spring roses,
In the far distance, commotion,
Carneries dancing in a pond;

Gloomy looking workers,
Slunking off to site,
Tired looking eyes,
Forcing reluctant legs along;

Sprightly children,
Dancing off to school,
Shiney brown sandals,
Stomping dirt roads;

The many governed by a few,
Grains stored up for the few,
Poverty and sorrow for the many,
The little, always available for the many;

Tiny speck, unseen,
Huge beast, terror to the eye,
Soft, fluffy, pleasant to the touch,
Odoriferous, prickly avoided by all;

Black people wake up one morning,
To white people on their shore,
Four hundred years later, across the sea,
Mixed race people face discrimination;

Terrible claws swooping in from above,
Little furry friend darting around for bits of this and that,
Unbeknownst calamity bearing down on silent wings,
Delivered just before the next available hiding place.

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

Thinking laterally from this point,
Or diagonally up a steep incline,
Thinking vertically, ascending,
Or descending without losing the nuts and bolts of this matter.

In my eyes, my eyes,
I see, oh, yes! I see,
Hotter things than can be,
Much colder, even colder than ice;

When too big, too big,
Enormous even by all standard,
And failure a distant thought,
Nothing is large enough to scare;

The little ones that make big things,
So they withdraw their unnoticed labour,
Put down tools and make a protest,
Saying what the heck! We made you!

So much power,
But do they know?
Of course they don't,
Overworked even to bother;

But the day the sun shines,
On their consciousness,
And they are filled with enlightenment,
Olympus will have to sit up!

Silence cut through thick expectation,
Minds already at wits end hopeful,
For some favourable mention,
At least the cup can be half full;

The people of state are in a frenzy,
Day and night they stand watch,
Not a time to be lazy,
Bonfires pierce the night like a torch;

Criminals are on the loose,
Tiny looking lads called the untouchables,
Ask the vulnerable to choose,
Between life or their valuables;

The otherwise heavy-handed jackboot,
Suddenly has grown light,
They that delight in shared loot,
Miraculously have blended with the night;

So, here we are on another leg,
A journey within four walls,
With nothing, even a happy keg,
To quench the longing in swollen *****

You can never get it all,
Everything you ever wanted,
Those things you always dreamt of,
That...complete... package.

I have offended many,
That did not deserve any apology,
And attracted a few,
With loveless methodology.

She floated on my consciousness,
She danced on my hair strands,
She veiled me with ***** darkness,
She taunted me with ghostly waist bands.

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.

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

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.

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

Young men across the country,
Are gradually sliding into endangerment,
Commonplace to see criminals in uniform,
Misuse the apparatuses of State;

Against these young fellas,
Already frustrated by a system,
Currently designed to cut them down in their prime,
With no questions asked.

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.

Tears woke me today,
When mother gave me away,
My heart was torn in two,
As I wondered what to do.

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.

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

Carroty hair,
Ginger beard,
Hour glass figure,
Snow White teeth;

Wait...what?
There are no children starving?
Adults living in cartons?
Nations rising against nations?

When I pour the contents of my desperation,
Upon the tormentors of my miserable existence,
Only one outcome is surer than eternal damnation,
They will never stop paying recompense.

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.

An untimely occasion presents,
Here given an unprecedented opportunity,
To reshape the entire community,
To stop everything, and begin afresh.

Rolling in the hay,
Bright, with warm laughter,
The picture of the us together,
It was magical, in every way.

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

Dear vulnerable People of State,
I come with pieces,
Of my broken heart on a wooden plate,
But for how long, these wicked policies?

Now we know, yes,
Reasons they gave, no?
Left their mess,
A lot of it, they let flow;

Hiding behind all sorts,
The people languish in lockdown,
Emboldened by haughty retorts,
They leave the vulnerable roam about town;

While they grow in ****** riches,
Their falsehood follows beyond reaches,
As tears wash over several cities,
They keep up their brazen stone faces

In the times of forced confinement,
There's only one requirement,
Those four walls, or more,
Protect your from what's beyond the door;

So, all you need do,
Is not be daily blue,
But turn your heart,
And give it a fresh start.

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

I just felt a bit nostalgic,
At the office I perceived an aroma,
Tasted like my Mother's fried stew,
For several minutes goosebumps:

Now momma had been gone,
Left this world over four years,
But really feels like now,
As though she left a moment ago;

Safe to say it's still fresh,
So hard to completely remove,
Every single memory,
Scrub every bit of thought;

I take it daily as it comes,
Reminded that time may heal all,
And hey! Say hi to Dad, Mom,
I know both y'all missing me, too.

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

Angry man storms about,
Throws tantrums all around,
Access was continuously denied,
To the sweetest thing after warm chocolate.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
Saving for the rainy day,
For Nigerians, a debatable matter?

And off he goes,
Leaving behind their tales of woe,
Forgetting life throws,
The ultimate, final, decisive blow.

It's well within my handicap,
To try and outdo my peers,
Sometimes I receive nauseating jeers,
But most times I get a thundering clap;

I can't relate much,
Love is far from me,
Terrible at daring or lunch,
Or a warm evening by the sea;

They say I'm a savant,
An autistic with amazing gift,
Raised by my doting aunt,
She put in everything, and an extra shift.

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