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Which tenure, believed, this martyr
the one, which seeks, the masses’ window and backdoor
entry, to die for?
What living horror could best qualify
for the crumbs that drop from plenty
and the sighs that leak from many
when men, measure men, in manifestos?

An awakening, of few, brittle minds
with millions to spare
for the simple, a many simple minds
in millions to bear with pious pain
the hopeless hopes of change again
sold on a platter of gold to the senile again
whose face still reminds us day after day
our vote’s worth, more than, jingoism vain!

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We, after every four weeks of months in twelve
swarm the streets to deify these grisly gods
with jawless mouths and grumbling belly
and eyeless holes that see no farther beyond the nose.
And never learn, from history pages
‘There they go again!
‘Beware! Beware!’

Like zombies depicted in Fela’s song
we gape at faceless nameless men
and dance around the church screaming AMEN!
But forget to gauge the omen
that waits lurking at a four-year door
screaming on rooftops
‘It is a façade! Spit it out!’

Alas! We all are dead deaf
and this poem, another failed attempt
at the first three verse.

Pengician
Jaachi Anyatonwu
Jaachi Anyatonwu is a poet, editor, and publisher living in the suburbs of Aba. He is the author of numerous poetry chapbooks and collections, and the Editor-In-Chief of Poemify Publishers Inc. Jaachi is passionate about discovering new voices and mentoring emerging poets. He is also a fierce advocate for the boy child and sexually molested.

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