Incompetence in the Rock


incompetence sits imperviously in the rock,
watching his last drama in senility;
surrounded by old scoundrels as himself.
the tyrant of yesteryear who through the powder invaded sanity,
stalling dreams by the guns.
incompetence foist on us by gangsters
who have robbed the destinies of a thousand years
protected by criminals feeding from proceed of robbery
joying in the decay called a country.
Incompetence desperate for power after disgrace,
whines like a baby at the third attempt.
soliciting empathy by tears, empty headed of vision,
“The dog and the baboon would be soaked in blood” he threatened
and indeed, his dogs are killing the rest of us.
as incompetence sleeps in the rock,
unaffected by the groaning of a people nestled in penury.
incompetence made the rock a domestic arena,
harbours his kinsmen as attack dogs,
and by nepotism stalls the progress of a Nation,
deceived that leadership is a cozy comfort away from sufferers
incompetence is here to rule we have no leader yet.
Hides in ambuscade as his clowns misuse “The Presidency”
incompetence enmeshed the already besmirched reputation
as gutter tongues ranked us collectively as “shithole”
incompetence robs a thousand destinies
sixty three years after, we grope in darkness
No road,
no water,
no Hospitals
Still waiting for “godot”
promising a future that never comes
two times incompetence, twice fooled.
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