Obaa,
Decency is buried,
Obscenity is born.
The cacophony,
The carousing
And the putrid songs
Of the paid songsters.
We are worst than whores,
We feast
With filthy lucre.
What if I mention
And refuse to say
"Peace unto him"?
Would the sun refuse
To rise and set?
Would the earth cease
Her slow dance steps
Round and round the sun?
What if I mention
And refuse to say
"Peace unto him"
Would I be forced to sit
On the executioner's chair
Listening to a charge,
A charge of blasphemy?
(C) Chidi Anthony Opara
The super cop
Listened,
Demeanour,
Serious.
The super cop
Yawned
And spewed not
"Cock n bull" story.
The super cop
Spewed
"Native cloth n cap" story.