Dry Throat

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by Iliya Kambai Dennis

Ecstatic proletarians!
Always in the warmth of the
Beautiful feces of bad eggs
Anxious of every four years after
Curious about the propelling
Forces of another
Endorphin.

Oh dry throats!
Always laying face down
Looking up to the roof of thy home
A thatch house in a town
Oh obnoxious proletarians!
Listen to the call…
When will you wise up?
Rush to the hall

Push back at the wall
The vile wall of destruction
Entwine those decoy threats
Fill the glass wine with
Water and drink so cosy.

Look into your throats
So dry!
Kept by elite for votes
As fowl…
Groat that keeps you grouchy
Kisses that keeps you glowing
Will wash away with the
Salty ocean water.

Iliya Kambai Dennis hails from Kaduna state, Nigeria. He is a physics student at the Usman Danfodio University, Sokoto,Nigeria. He loves writing, especially poetry. His previous poems on Afreecan Read include My Sinful Nature and the Old Truth.

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