I poked around dreams:
In a dream,
A poignant pauper poleaxed
A leading rogue
In the podium of deceit
In a dream
A new generation poised
To uplift our nation, neutralising
The plurality of her plutocracy
In a dream
A newsy Nigeria
Recounting the rancour
Of yesterday's storm
And the rapture
Of a messiah moon
In a mellifluous media
Of ethical dignity
I woke up from these dreams
With a bunch of smiles
On my blissful face
And I stare on the new moon…
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