The Plague

By Olufunbi Ojo

Spring annual poetry

The plague

The plague came after the great and small

She had no regards for G5

Money could not answer, this problem.

History will take a new turn.

White people will knee to say e karo

The chinkos will do namasti.

Heal our land, dear God of creation.

Give the globe your mercy.

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