SNAPSONG  260

Niyi Osundare

We have been too large, too loving, for too long

     Time, once again, for a season of smallness

Snatch that milk from the starving baby

     Make Greed supreme over the human Need

Here, once again, are dreams of Empire

     Of conquered spaces and stolen names

Of galloping horses and blood-soaked swords

     Secured in his royal rout, King Cruelty

Proclaims the abolition of Kindness.

     And the absolute deification of Ignorance

In his historic cabinet, an array of stars:

     A viral superstionist who stands modern medicine

On its parlous head; a valiant cowgirl whose peticidal*

     Prowess earned her the laurel of decisive executioner

A mephistophelian magnate whose frantic task is 

     Teaching the rich how to make the poor poorer

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So back, back to the good old days

     When white was white and black was black

And one knew its place at the top, the other at the bottom

     With no woke wars and DEI debacles

Tyranny’s terror unnerves the world

     A medieval darkness assails the citadels of Light

The wind secretively sown that November day

     Has authored a whirl that now assaults our commonweal

Season of Cruelty, season of Darkness

     But crueller rains have fallen before

And the noontide Sun has scorched their scorpions. 

     It is Humanity’s eternal blessing that Evil is not immortal

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