THE FUTURE THAT I SEE

 

It is smeared in red 

a thread we should not thread 

a tomorrow laced in tears 

oppressors in conclave, reeks of beers 

different hands on deck sharing loots 

fake promises from the lips of the brutes 

million promises when they campaign

only to play us all like arcade 

they gallivant and say “name your price?”

continuously roll our lives like dice on ice 

elected monkey voted to serve 

who does nothing more now than jive 

the future I see is littered with blood 

men storming the streets like flood 

women walking naked and cursing 

children holding clubs and sticks and pursuing 

the uprising we will witness 

all citizens storming out with fitness 

haunting officials like video games 

their Stuart Hughes suit burning in flames 

the future is see is destruction 

thirst for vengeance feels like obsession 

no victor no vanquish at the end of it all 

Africa will experience a mighty fall 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

8:35am

3 July 2024