Ripples - Poem by delalorm fiaka
The nile has been provoked
With contempt its calm waters have been forcefully choked
A rod of malice continually poked
The pupils of the populace, shredding sanity’s cloak
The coast of ivory drips with savagery
Frantic attempts to raise a forest from a single tree
Debauchery of the greatest pedigree
The safaris of Nairobi as lifeless as the Gobi
A pride less lion snapping at an anchovy
“Excuse me sir, may I speak to Kibaki? ”
“Sorry he’s out back claiming his share of the power booty”
The antagonists did arrive in Antananarivo
Like crickets the stuck out antennas at the desolate people
To capture the frequency of their troubles?
Or consume their core like ruthless weevils.
From Kpalime to Kinshasa
On the throne sits the son of his father
The voice of the people drowned in murky water
Popular choice serenaded to pulp and left to tatter
Oil deltas, or ravaged divisive shelters
Goodluck to morality’s progress tilters
Proficient fund filters
Kidnappers and tainted political swindlers
Bulls bamboozle in Banjul
Jewels of democracy zapped by arbitrary joules
The masses are no fools
By their thumbs you must rule!
From Tunis to Cape town
From Dakar to Mogadishu
Greed of men shred our continent like it were a feeble tissue
Do we remain victims or unite to fight the issue?
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