WASH MY TRASH

 

 

 

This was how it went down

Just before my countdown

I was sent in a lock down

And was seen as a downtrodden

Caressed and scourged

How did I get down?

 

I wouldn’t say

But I would if I could

I only slept for few seconds

Just to wake in a fine bondage

With someone feeding me with a pottage

Of course the one I trusted

 

So I told you about me

And you hated me for being me

Whose fault is it I grow?

While I called you “my person”

You pressed the button

And the dragon was unleashed

 

Well not this time

Because I woke while you slept

Took the fire extinguisher

And defended myself from the fire

Poured by your dragon

It had burned me enough

 

I wasn’t shock when I knew it’s you

But I felt pity for your actions

Because I defeated the nightmare

Kindly read the letter I sent you

“Dear Ex-trusted one,

Do wash my trash”

MY BLACK PANTHER HERO

 

 

So I wouldn’t say

But dumb I wasn’t

Though mute when I first heard

The news of the unfair truth

 Weak to accept I was

Because the shock was severe

 

He gave a new phase

A brave man he was

Inspired lots with his hard work

Why leave so soon?

 

 He tried fighting it

But it consumed him

He took too many pains in

Yet showed care to the helpless

A Black Super Hero he was

Why leave so soon?

 

Your deeds will be remembered

Your steps will be followed

Your name will be preached

This is how I chose to mourn you!

In loving memory of

Chadwick Boseman

Black super hero

Wakanda forever!

THE REAL PEOPLE

 

 

Shout out to all who cheat!

You were made the head

But you squeeze some pay

And lie to the rightful owners

That the country is hard

They become hopeless

You become richer

Grow fat in your sin

 

All hail the media!

To whom the people look up to for rescue

The eyes of the nation

With the power to effect change

And say enough to what is wrong

But it seems they are now chained

Because they chase profit

And not the interest of the people

 

All hail the youth!

The supposed pillars of the nation

But they have been traded for social media

And have been imprisoned with trending

Do they hear the clock tick?

Why smile to take peanuts

In exchange for the future

Wake up! Its day break

 

Oh! Righteous executives!

Is the government for the people?

Or for the government

What is democracy without expression?

Why jail the truth

And release lies

If the leaders are not to be trusted

Who are the real people?

 

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