And the People Voted
They did all they could
To bar the way to the polls
They hired rainmakers
To drown the day in pestilential flood
They paid the harmattan
To harm the streets with blinding dust
They confiscated our money
And forced the banks
To padlock their gates
So “cashless” pockets menaced our lives
They pumped flammable chaos
Into the petrol tank
With orchestrated scarcity
In our engines and silenced factories
Serpentine cash lines
Crisscrossed petrol queues
As our streets became an angry hell
Of premeditated pain and hunger
But We the People
Refused to take the bait
On the duly appointed day
We trooped out to cast our votes
They did all they could
To block the road
But our wisdom found a way
Around their plot