Patchwork democracy
bailed out sycophants;
Cushion economies for
bigots nestle among bony dreams of children.
Militarised suburbia
and car-ports spot for failure of common sense ghetto-style,
Posterity measures
canonize slave-labour factories as monuments revolution-bred.
Mines and other
abattoirs convulse gagged by pallid wails of frothing men,
Rhapsodies of rage
maraud their settlements.
Hammers and spears
poking stony bellies of fortified presidential coffers,
Offer only masquerades
resolved by the learned on behalf of those clawing the soil.
Such times chronicle
hunger as a sport game irreligious,
An eternal fast or
toxic diet handed down conveyor belts of social grants.
What anthems are these
resembling an executioner’s hymns?
What honest hunt by
the rich when the poor are branded bestial?
Hospitality chambers
brim with match-stick legged beggars,
Ransacking fake and
abandoned thrones that mocked ours.
River-banks scrapped
for toys by bored infants,
Carry carrion massacred
for bait and black gold.
And here we roam an
unliberated pyramid,
Random sunrises and
sunsets coaxing prayers from our chapped throats.
Bestowed our laments
are jaded piety of complacency, and
The euphoria of suffrage
second-guessing our commandments.
Let freedom be a
murdered voice displayed on placards;
Let the freed mark a
territory on this ballot cemetery.
While the dead watch,
let their glass tears turn to puss,
Dispatch parties to
dissuade the wrath inked on sterile palms.
Your new-borns will
not be birthed in song,
Their death-throws will
be consecrated in legislative junk-yards.
Let freedom be that
muted promise on the airwaves,
A bias gilded and
flaunted for temporary honours by cowards.
Defiled combatants
stink of smoke and ash,
Amending soliloquies
and faded slogans for profiteering brigades.
Mammoth chapels for
flagellation host petulant lusts,
Avowedly disparaging ornamental
creeds of struggle. 
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