Talking Envelope | Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke

The Society is mad
Rejoicing in her madness
Abnormality is now normal,
Good and evil are in a wrestling contest.

Humans are no longer humane
They have lost their sense of
morality,
Avarice the cancer of the heart.

The system has been punctured
With pregnant envelopes,
Merited opportunities choked
By men of no conscience.

Where is the future of the nation?
When dickheaded nonentities
Pilot and decides the affairs of the state
Africa is walking and crawling in democracy.

Should we fold our hands and watch?
These clueless hearts are devouring
our treasury without leniency.

They have conditioned our hands and lips
Under lock and key,
When we sold our votes
For a pot of porridge.

We can change the narrative
When we caution our selfishness
And fight a just course,
Unity the vehicle of change.

Poet's note: This poem mirrors and satires the cancerous nature of bribery and corruption in Africa, especially in Nigeria. It explores the degrees of it devastating effects both on the leaders and the led.