On the eve of the new call,
wits mated with passion,
zeal donated by conception,
hypersensitive pulls attracted all,
contracts into a horrendous span
as independence made for the span.
But after those,
the cry was severed by greed
seasoned by ills inflected by politics,
as all patriots the new trend follow.
By and by: a swap
as the intended assumed claptrap.
The 1960 independence,
in depend ends.
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Aptly captures the travails of this country in the hands of politicians. Please kindly check my poems " Hope" and " The beauty of death" . Kingsley Egbukole