segun Johnson Ozique - VOLTE-FACE

It is that time once again
When truth becomes a virtue none of them will display
When societal ill would be pandered at roof tops
And those seeking elective office would become endearingly
Reborn and untainted and not be judged by what they should have but didn’t do

Time like no other time over again
When acidly tacit tongues are let loose
When clod of vomits are let to rain
And the banished and tarnished regain spirit
To unleash and light the fire of rancour

Inevitably so it must be
That the red lights must colour the clean water crimson
That victory dance would accompany touch of political dearth
That the cholesterol heart must breed more
And that the chaos and confusion must be hailed as due process

And by the time the deed is done
When the virtuous are beaten, rattled and weary
Their shoulder limpidly made bare in rags
Thinking thing cannot get worse
It would be time upon them to start all over once again

segun Johnson Ozique

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