February Elections - a poem

Elections are round the corner,
we all seem cornered
by the flying propaganda
and the winged slanderous libels.

characters ruthlessly smeared
in the stinking mud of newspapers
by opposition parties,
who recklessly wield opposition media
same way the Boko-haram insurgents
unabashedly wield violence in a Nation
where a failed government,
has no face to bury in shame.

Written by Onyeoziri Favour

ELECTRIFYING THE ROAD TO 2015

I am tired of life as it is. For three days now, there has been total blackout, an absolute abstinence of electricity from this vicinity, except for the lousy generators which produced a couple of voltage in exchange for our sanity. when put on, they announced their presence in the same manner an industrial grinding machine does, the annoying part is that they never stopped their screaming and whenever the owner, who by the way is fortunate enough to afford such a nuisance, decides to put the generator off, a sudden calm envelopes your being and sanity begins to possess again where it once dwelt.

In spite of the forthcoming elections, ordinary power supply is still elusive. Unlike previous years when such amenities are afforded us as bribes in exchange for our votes which by the way has never mattered in deciding election outcomes. This evening, the darkness had lost its allure and the blackouts which I once relished now haunts my indifferent heart.