Bending ending elding death-pending
charismatic rodents,
Presenting and representing as “representaTHIEVES” of certain constituents
In a certain conference,
Is absolutely not what Nigerians want my friends,
What Nigerians want is their fair share of that “acriMONEYous” 12 Million Nonsense.
Presenting and representing as “representaTHIEVES” of certain constituents
In a certain conference,
Is absolutely not what Nigerians want my friends,
What Nigerians want is their fair share of that “acriMONEYous” 12 Million Nonsense.
So Silence!
Ssshh Silence!
I crave your indulgence
Take me to his Excellency’s presence let me vent what I sense
It’s time to evaluate the past tense
The youths died in their tens
Corruption is given credence
Unemployment is the graduates’ license
Merely running away from poverty is now life’s essence
Suffer and die in silence
Or effortlessly send a certain eminence to a certain conference
And let’s continue the game of preference and pretense
Our breath is stifled by suspense
Our disposition is like the Ebola patient’s patience
Giggling complacence nibbles our resilience
This conference is the confluence of same rigid affluence
The very requiem mass of the chinkili available penitence
Ssshh Silence!
I crave your indulgence
Take me to his Excellency’s presence let me vent what I sense
It’s time to evaluate the past tense
The youths died in their tens
Corruption is given credence
Unemployment is the graduates’ license
Merely running away from poverty is now life’s essence
Suffer and die in silence
Or effortlessly send a certain eminence to a certain conference
And let’s continue the game of preference and pretense
Our breath is stifled by suspense
Our disposition is like the Ebola patient’s patience
Giggling complacence nibbles our resilience
This conference is the confluence of same rigid affluence
The very requiem mass of the chinkili available penitence
Silence!
Take me to his Excellency’s presence
I bear words from my bare mind as presents
Each sentence itches and reeks of vengeance
Terrorists are tugging the fence
Our securities are hugging the pence
Exported as foreign defense
At our own expense
These several boom boom kaboom fatalities are an evidence
Take me to his Excellency’s presence
I bear words from my bare mind as presents
Each sentence itches and reeks of vengeance
Terrorists are tugging the fence
Our securities are hugging the pence
Exported as foreign defense
At our own expense
These several boom boom kaboom fatalities are an evidence
Silence!
The only thing that is no longer common is common sense
Your eminence
You peer through your antiseptic concave lens
But you see nothing because your eyes are tensed
Draconian edicts make your view dense
Sold is your confidence
Bought is your conscience
Your lush lost lust is way spookier than Solomon’s concupiscence
Each of your scullion minion opinion is worth a million nonsense
Your condition draws tears like the Onions’ influence
That greediness has got consequences isn’t an obsolescence
That a certain temporal sleep became “permanence” isn’t a coincidence
The only thing that is no longer common is common sense
Your eminence
You peer through your antiseptic concave lens
But you see nothing because your eyes are tensed
Draconian edicts make your view dense
Sold is your confidence
Bought is your conscience
Your lush lost lust is way spookier than Solomon’s concupiscence
Each of your scullion minion opinion is worth a million nonsense
Your condition draws tears like the Onions’ influence
That greediness has got consequences isn’t an obsolescence
That a certain temporal sleep became “permanence” isn’t a coincidence
Silence!
The only sound I wanna hear is the siren’s
Please take me to his Excellency’s presence
Let me just vent what I sense
And when my tongue is torn or done with vengeance,
Don’t forget to hand GRRRACIANO and this audience
Our own 12 Million Nonsense!!!
The only sound I wanna hear is the siren’s
Please take me to his Excellency’s presence
Let me just vent what I sense
And when my tongue is torn or done with vengeance,
Don’t forget to hand GRRRACIANO and this audience
Our own 12 Million Nonsense!!!
Written & Performed by : Graciano Enwerem, (Winner of WarofWords3 Slam poetry competition) in June 2014
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GRRRACIANO’s Spoken Word Piece performed at
War Of Words 3 final in June 2014.
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