PLUNDERERS. (A Poem)
They are wood worms..
Eating the sap of this giant tree..
Sucking the marrows of her quaking stem..
When many many mouths are waiting to reap..
The toils of her land
They are vultures with faces of a fairy..
Who wait and watch, hovering on the cloudless sky..
To eat their carions..
And gnaw at them like legion
They are crows..
With skins of velvet
Flapping their sagging stomachs..
brandishing their pot bellies
to watch the economy ebb away in poverty
They are plunderers..
With many zeros in currencies..
Falling and jingling
when their store houses are filled and vomiting papers
They are linguists...
When the name of their crimes..
Starts coming like Euphemism..
They are keepers..
Of public fund in private places
They are the law..
Forced down our throats..
To choke in bankrupcy..
They are secret task masters..
And public democrats
POETIC ANALYSIS
•This poem is about the deception and corruption, in government house, the people in power promise us good life and they are killing the economy with their deception and slavery which they call democracy
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Oof. I don't know a lot about Nigerian politics, but this certainly is happening everywhere that greed reigns. (Found you through @poeticdreams)
Yes im glad @poeticdreams found my poem, but i painted the very root of Nigerian corruption, its terrible believe me, im glad you commented
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