Polluters Of This Hour

Bantam-weighted,
money made them so,
Pot-bellied,
forbidden fruits dwells in it
Saber-toothed,
cuts the flesh of men
Devil-eye,
on that nasty face of evil
Nose-up,
collecting and poisoning peaceful breaths
Tortie-brain,
what a cerebral-cunningness!
Tight-fist,
that blows the world half-hourly
Bloodied-black,
of rotten innards diffusing evil
Red-shadowed,
they locked eye with blood-spilling
Anus-bared,
never can they hide
You see them, you know them.

Muhammad Awwal Zakari Brainbox
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 01/12/2021

Poet's note: Bad-eggs! Bad leaders.
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