#WarOfWords3: 12 MILLION NONSENSE by Graciano Enwerem


Twelve million Nonsense

bending, ending, “elden,” death pending charismatic rodents
presenting and re-presenting as representa-thieves of certain constituents in a certain conference.
Is absolutely not what Nigerians want my friends.
What Nigerians want is a fair share of that “acriMONEYus” 12 million nonsense
Someone other than one of the “His Eminence”
ought to send this message to His Excellency’s residence
So Silence!
Take me to his Excellency’s presence
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
Running from poverty is now life’s essence-
Suffer in silence or effortlessly send a certain eminence to a certain conference and let’s continue the game of pretense and preference
Our breath is stifled by the unflinching hands of 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 math’s’ 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 & reeks of vengeance
Terrorists are tugging the fence
Our securities are hugging the pence
exported as foreign defense at our own expense
These several “boombadaboom” fatalities are an evidence
The only thing that is no longer common is common sense
your eminence,
You peer through your antiseptic concave lens
but your eyes are tensed draconian edicts make your view dense sold is your confidence bought is your conscience
Your lush lost lust is spookier than Solomon concupiscence
Your condition draws tears like the onion’s influence
Each of your scullion million opinion is worth a million nonsense That greediness has got consequences isn’t an obsolescence
That a temporal sleep became “permanenced” isn’t a coincidence
shshshsh… Silence!
The only sound i wanna hear is the siren’s silence!
Take me to his Excellency’s presence
Let me vent what I sense and when my tongue has gotten its fill of vengeance
don’t forget to hand US our 12 million nonsense!!!

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