Warm blankets

They decided to sleepwalk
Like zombies with a modification
Like programmed beasts
Enjoying the warmth that would soon burn them

they laid on a bed of betrayal
trading greatness for mirrors
they let so called solidarity take away the focus
they sold bomengo in a contract fraud

like an inherited infection
they followed in the steps of their ancestors
accepting good old warm blankets
In place of first-born rights

he did what he could
fought till his last
alas, the fattest Okapi was delivered to leopards by his own
they watched him being devoured in public
while they laughed like hyenas

Winniefred F. Gbemuotor

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