Riling democracy on bayonet
By Atok Dan
In the fallacious democracy of our time,
We know it that we want,
That we talk of,
Military uniform in action,
bayonet at work
guards on alert
Democracy of the dead,
With riling democracy of nascent states on the continent,
report it the way we say it,
in perfection of our demands,
we still call it our excellent democracy
having not seen it does less of a denial
of its existence,
Our democracy at work
Nuisance and nonsense democracy of nascent states
On riling democracy, we cry faults
A bullet rivals ballots
A bullet riddles ballots boxes
A boot stampedes peaceful queues of jovial voters,
Democrats end up in cemeteries for votes rigged
In riling democracy of looters,
Heroes draped like hounds in the race course,
Readied to kill,
To maim in exchange of bloody victory
But multiple orphanages are their offspring
Sufferings,
Destitutions form part of a claimed victory
In only democracy of the dead can equality prevail,
Where winners wound off for soil
In riling democracy on the bayonet,
Demos are heavy-handed by apparatus of power,
Wolves of fixed procedural outcomes
Determinants of stage,
Of expressions of sorts
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