Political Culture Poem by Sadam Salihu

A culture that teaches sociopolitical lies and equivocatism.
A culture that studies socioeconomic deceit and prevaricatism.

A presupposed anarchy and a legalized monarchy.
A home for dictatorship, tyranny and autocracy.

A pollution that has already saturated humanity; it pulls down human sanity like gravity.

It's always a bad cook that could cook as much cookies as a cook could cook cookies.

Our tears flow like Mediterranean Sea, leaves us with blindness and an aftermath of 'cannot see'.

Well, we walked to be here a million miles, neglecting pains, tears as we sail before life pull it's curtain.

Indeed, life is bittersweet no matter the twist.
And in this we are alone together!
No food, no firewood to gather.

No opportunities on our doors, like the desert flowers; we silently beg to be watered not slaughtered.

This culture blurs our visions, shattered our dreams and missions.

It's a culture that strikes like a serpent, a culture of no remorse, no regrets, no repents.

They politicize our lives with hands as clean as muds and as bright as a rainy cloud.

We feel the stench of another failure coming because they reek of infidelity; the current picture says a lot.

Perhaps, life is a highway.
We pray for a safe drive with less frictional slides.

Even though the sun is a creature of habit, we pray it smile at us, someday.