POETRY OF CONSCIOUSNESS' BOROKINI(CRÈME DE LA CRÈME)'


Oh you Elite!
your berry envelope has built mansions,
whereas 'sackmen' breathe in halves 
under water bridges near to that collapse of Jericho.

Oh you Elite!
This cross on your chest isn't yours,
if truly it is,
you would not hurt men that carry it
with the sword of your power.
 
Oh you Elite!
I have spoken with thousands as you,
yet they were driven to madness by greed of Ahab,
even after I thirsted for life. 

Oh you Elite!
This is what you all do as deaf posts,
your eyes are intentionally blind to suffering, poverty, hunger,
yet you are aware of best Panasonic AC,
your compound is a carpark
and men in your streets trek from Nigeria to England

Oh you Elite!
A change is historically better than yesterday.
Fairest rose would wither noticeably
if it dictates upon the root.

RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO AJAKAYE
STRIDA-Striking Ideas.

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