Democracy and Me

Regardless of the fabric, it's fitness and style, or the thickness of the makeup;
We see through the mist of it all.
Also, deceptive countenances, we're most weary of.
Too many friendliness, I might just judge by the cover, to dispel any doubt.

Assimilating all laws, pacts and treaties, while remaining attractive.
Most aware of the gravity of failure, vis-a-vis the smile generating on their faces.
Aligning all paths in one, whether Frank Lucas' or Sean carters'.
I repeat, as long as the outcome is income, like Adenuga and his sit-coms.

Sweaty palms, salty-fluid dripping faces. The radius and ulnar bones serve as face wipe.
Stinky hairy armpit gestures perceived face up.
Torn denim hanging on multi-cobbler signature boots.

Thoughts of mouth full of gold to address the holes, fade with every passing FEC meeting. Candid thought spilling flow without cajole. More cautious that an ex-con on parole.

Every inch of the journey will be televised; no fear, no favors.
Anticipating steady collision with misery's allies. Accustomed to severe pain, how much more can you punish me?

Near death situations characterize our living.
Mere death insinuating, fails to arise my fear feeling.
Waking up to bullet sounds and government molestation describe our plight.
Daily mourning and lamentation over our lives and vegetations draw gloom on our cheeks.

Specs of dust raised by boots of soldiers invading our kingdoms and shelters, settle on our eyes, body, slippers and feet. Laying witness to slavery, and black cruelty upon black.

Govmicide is the case where the government undertake to expose it's people to all manners of danger, desertion and death.
It's not about looking, it's seeing proportionately.
Too much of one thing lacks federal character.

Let it soak in, like soKlin on your dirty linen.

Vest my energy on all that comes, as long as the outcome is income, with emphasis on lump sums.
Bright colors, our new favorites to charge the energy points.
Latin classes our new hangouts.

Ibo boy from the southern south with an in on everything.
Big shoutout to God for life; shoutout life for lessons learned in and out of classes.

The task is go out and get rich. No excuses, as for one, difficulty takes a day, and impossible takes a week.
Just start it in your sleep, and wake up to her reality.

What do you know about going out, heading North. Its central.
Place of rest of all the best. Not trying to be the best, but just to pitch a tent right next to their nests.
Abuja precisely, trying to live it out, sorrow behind me, seat recline.
I just arrived at my time.