Rot

Sitted at the core of human heart

Are carcasses of a criminal

With cleaved thorny crown

And clawed venomous fangs

It lurks in our dark,

Dives and sucks out our sauce

Biting, chewing large chunks

Of humanity, our essence

It holds it’s victim captive, this vile creature

Has no taste for class or haste for status

But takes pride as Key holder

Of the lock that connects men in chains
Corruption serves bile to her slaves

Bribery offers her rotten flesh freely

No wonder we joy in injustice..

For our innocence are purged and our conscience crucified!

We’ve bared our souls and revealed our ugly bones

Murdered our modesty for meagre cents and currencies

We may try to cover our rotten skins

With conventional clothes called ‘tips’

But wherewithal shall we go..

When we’re forever haunted

By it’s vivid putrescence and malodorous stench

Woebegone mankind for rotting her kind!

©Grace Okoliko 2017

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