THE DEMOCRATIC MIRAGE IN NIGERIA

In our lands, democracy is a dream, that Propaganda machines keep fractured, it seems. 
Where wealthy nations and individuals alike, 
Use riches to take control and perpetuate their might.
Where brute force and violence, are another dark path, 
Where fear is used as a weapon to stay rooted in wrath. and
Where therefore wealth and brute force join hands in the night, 
Actions go unchallenged, as control is the ultimate might.
With ordinary lives, under sway, 
Violence is meted out to those who dare disobey. 
Manipulative politicians pursue power as a means to an end, 
Corruption is turned ally as there are no rules that cannot be bent.
Anyone once entrenched in the cult, won’t want to relinquish their thrones, 
Mentees, families and groups are ultimately the power to be sewn. 
Dictatorial rule under any disguise and corruption are the game, 
While perpetual poverty praise-sing and follow like ships, the people’s shame.
As the people's feathers have been plucked to bare skins, exposed, 
Survival and staying alive become their immediate pursuit as the future is foreclosed. 
While those chasing power do so as their ultimate goal,
While Democratic light is gradually being snuffed, swallowed in whole.

In our lands, this seems the state of affairs, to
Ensures democracy’s light, remains forever impaired.

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