Voyeurism Poem by Akinmuleya Alfred

Voyeurism



VOYEURISM

During recession
Abaft the opaque curtain,
The cameraman annexed his duty
To the jackleg cameralist.
He peeped through the keyhole and got wet.
Being carried away with passion to an elusive sumptuous world,
He kneeled and hold his head blisteringly
'God, just make me be like him'
'Brother, this government na chop I chop o'


AKINMULEYA.A. ALFRED
@2016

Friday, September 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: corruption
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