PINCH OF  PITY AND PUNCH OF PARDON  By Chukwuebuka Johnbosco Abara

PINCH OF  PITY AND PUNCH OF PARDON 

By Chukwuebuka Johnbosco Abara

Theatrics and gimmicks bestride our plain in style

Prance on two  feet as feat and skill

By plunderers and kleptos

Who dip and dig their le(p)(che)rous fingers

And asphyxiating phalanges on our spruce porridge

And after each bout of mindless pillage,

Rehearse the creed of subterfuge

Enact stunts to outrun probe and escape the loop of the law

Dramatis personae who outwit and outweigh thespis

In spectacular buffoonery of dramaturgy

Who in their frolicsome frenzy and ruinous reign

Ran and rode with pomp and panache

Wrecked and ran our hearth aground

Fleeced and sleazed, frittered and feasted with incendiary lavish

In arrogant, gallant gaits

And now, faint and wail along the terrain of arraignment

Whimpering in  wimpish mien, grovel to the probe-dock

On feigned, wilted legs and bent necks amidst generous wreath and drapes of bandage

Swathed in glistening plaster of Paris, simmering in profuse, decorative pain

Limping and heaving, quivering and quaking on stretchers and wheel chairs

Coughing, scoffing and scourging on surgical collars, cascading cannula, concussing clutches

Costumied and sutured to curry pity

They win after all and flee the leash and shortly, bestowed absolution wreaths

But never weaned off our porridge

Because here, pity trumps reason and proven guilt

And pardon is ferreted from massive hysteria

Faint health twig thrust soothing alibi to unleash ruins and cruise away in a hurry

As a precarious plain that regales in the perpetual persecution of the plebs than prosecution of proven perverts and cruel plutos

Here, an ounce of guilt and probe is worth a pound of make-believe and sympathy

Even the pious probe panels pander to the whimps and caprices of primitive and puerile chauvinism

For we prefer to swear by holy books for the morbid fear of the swift brute and wrath of our own Amadioha or Ogun.

ABARA