… sweet-talking, that our lives shall be like honey juice
… promising to give us the dividends of lie-more-crazy
… that henceforth, they’d rule us with more mercy
Behold the egregious fellows in new shells
… promising us heaven in hell if we cast our votes in their favour
… lying, that henceforth, prosperity shall bath us in cornucopia
… that our kids shall no more die of hunger and malaria
Behold the ancient, familiar liar, under negative Machiavelli’s principles
… promising to metamorphose our lives in few seconds
… brain-washing, that hardship shall no longer propel our youths to crimes
… with all these stream of sugar-filled lies…
Our people are spurred to die where they stand.
Written by: Abel Iseyen Ancientman
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
