Celebration Of The Drunk by Ogbonna Nwuke

They drink,

Soon they would be drunk
Drunken over fake news
Like the drunken fly
That had so much to drink

They have ears,
Denied of understanding
As they celebrate fake news
Spread in our neighbourhood
Like anthills in the savanah

They dance
To incoherent tunes
As they babble an’ tumble
Driven by lies and more lies
That are as baffling an’ shocking

We watch amused,
Not in any way bemused
As they shamelessly dance
Their voices drowned in drink
Their lips shaped in endless lies

Soon they would rise
From beery slumber
When truth like thunder
Would herald the news
Of the just an’ sincere

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