The Heart that Bleeds (DEMOCRACY)

It ooze out seconds in hours past,

Bleeding out with so much loss,

It tends to be quenched,

But deceptive and lies it lays.

Her normal self she cannot regain

Like rain her teary eyes drip down her cheeks

With all faces all alike in blame and pretense

Her eyes ahead, brain foggy

She of admiralty lays longing.

Her heart only needs a sincere smile for survival

Nor the soft balm of egocentrism

The oozing heart needs a subordinate.

                                    Comments

Democracy is a system I have so much lack confidence in, what best can you qualify a system that has been compromised at its inception?

‘Of the people by the people and to the people’ are what they pronounced yet they gently lash us with their canes of authority.

The country is still drunk…………..

‘The people are pointing to the children, children will take over’, they are saying

What brought about colonialist they will not learn?

What brought about Military in government they will not consider?

What brought about Biafra, the real has been lost?

When you call the leaders of tomorrow, I will ask you the role models ‘what your doings are’?

Woe to you…. Keep decamping…….

'History teaches us that people who have been oppressed- this is the language of freedom fight, and it was a fight -are often too ready to let by gones be by gones' ........Chinua Achebe