JUST LOOK AT THEM!

You just
LOOK AT THEM……….!
πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„

πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”

πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€

They came in their dozy droves:
Driven by the whip of fear,
Riding on the wheels of greed,
To gather at the feet of β€œDi Pa”.

Like clueless cultist worshippers
Dressed in toad-like garb
They rushed to tight their chains
And croak out crazy chants:
β€œHail the Best!
Hail the very very Best!
Hail the Pa, our Pa!”

Sold to selfishness,
Deprived of dignity,
Hammered into hollowness,
They crouch on the steps of lowliness,
And dissipate into nothingness!

Like long-condemned men
Lined up for the ghastly gallows;
Or war-wounded whores
Drained dry of any drop of worth;
Or motley medieval witches
Waiting to be wickedly wasted,
They sit with faces drawn,
Heavy with the strain of shame.

As their stuffed stomachs
Begin to rumble,
Fearful of their final tumble,
One or two may start to mumble, Unspeakably thinking
Quietly to themselves:

β€œHow did I end up on such a
Vile KONGOSA STEP?
When did I become
The ogre which I have become?
Why am I even here at all?”

 

When β€œBig Men” are auditioned
To act like conditioned
β€œSmall Boys”
On an occasion where
RESPECT and HONOUR are key
Then you know not
Whether to laugh out loud or to
Cry
At the sight of the scenic
strain
And the smell of the searing stench.

So you just
………LOOK AT THEM!
(And shake your head)
πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„

@Abdulai Braima

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