THE ILLUSIONISTS

BLOGGER'S NOTE

Continuing with yesterday's thematic preoccupation of expressing fears for our democracy, the persona in today's poem which was written in 2002, carries on in similar vein. Whereas yesterday's poem was free verse, this one does have a rhyme structure.

The accompanying video is a classic song by the late Ozzidi Crooner, Sunny Okosun asking quite poignantly "Which way Nigeria?"

Enjoy the video and then the poem even more!

THE ILLUSIONISTS
Be gone night!
cowering fright
aeonic assholes,
crown rabid butt holes!
both-demented souls!

Rifle proclaim, “abnegation!”
Darkness- why this stagnation?
Aha! Lincolnic prognosis
reveals military psychosis.

Welcome Day!
See! bold May
It is democracy
excited voter’s say!
But tell me whose agency
has begotten this warped progeny?

This freak with rogue features
that pricks us with sharp dentures?

Bedraggled smear by interior gangs
serpent beyond bearing their fangs
Democracy why this bond?
Alas! must we tread utopian pond?
all our glad tomorrows buried in fear!

Uche Okorie (c) Feb, 2002.