CREATURES GOING EXTINCTION
Long ago, we're admired, adhered and revered
As courts were our shops, this custom persevered.
Our language was in the lips of princes and kings
Not till democracy dethroned royalty and nobility
Vulgar rules the streets, slays us with the ability
Our kingdom fell, kings like Shakespeare buried;
The gift rusts in our vein living but buried.
The coup, instigated by musician our nephew
Who mix melody with felony of slangs like stew.
Men's ear have lost taste of rhymes well said.
We crossbreed with rhythms to get paid.
Unlucrative lyrics in shadow of costly beats
Extinction calls, ever since artistes took our seats,
Decades, I lolled alone till we met in this camp,
Together our little fire have lit a great lamp.
Money's not our salary, fulfilment's our pay;
Take that pen louder than guiter, save our day.
OBICHUKWU CHIDI. C.
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