" The Callous Politics Of The Day "
It's all a joke the pundits said -
A passing fancy bidding time
But like the hoofs of thundering herds
The loathsome trump is raking dimes.
It is happening before our eyes
The callous politics of the day.
Tropes of neo-fascism on the rise
Each moment's pulse a shade of gray.
Run specter, run : heaves the jilted right
Rekindle our mirth with native acclaim
And our shriveled pride to glorious heights
Be stoked , with brazen myths that spark a flame.
It is happening before our very eyes
The callous politics of the right
Not the passing fancy the pundits lied
Our better angels must rise up and fight.
From the dreams of many, the one was forged-
A beacon of hope for derelicts and saints...
Back when from ideas and noble thought came forth
A union , a nation of freedom with guided restraints.
So let not the raves of tyrants shape our views
Of what true democracy portends for all .
Lets claim our charter and shun the news
That preys on fears , it's time to stand not fall .
By
Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
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