Caricateurs Of Freedom Poem by alexander opicho

Freedom is not a proverbial rose bush guard of Russia
Not a flag independence eked in duplication
Of evil, malice, discrimination and corruptible rapacity
Affirming sovereignty only if state crimes go
Scot free minus neither censure nor civil rebuke
Duplicity of racism, Nazism and immoral ethnicity
A few riding on the backs of masses singing anti Kipling
Sonnet of love the poor are a Blackman’s burden.

Freedom is not tribal Darwinism, caricateaurs perhaps!
Big tribes clinging on despotic power over
The nations of the excluded minorities thinned
Out in the wildish fervor of a song
In a dirty tempo echoing political folly
Tyranny of numbers! Tyranny of numbers
Oblivious to democratic unfreedom
If the majority is politically wrong
Whose stanza could beautifully befit
Tyranny of huge tribes! Tyranny of huge tribes
Demediocretizing bystanders to wham -pam -pams
Of thoughts altruistic projection of quiz and quiz;
What of the tyranny of intellect?
What of the tyranny of reasons?
What of the tyranny of truth?
What of mis-tyranny of stolen election?
What of tyranny of political maturity?
What of tyranny of political sobriety?
What of tyranny of timocracy?
What of tyranny of crimes?
What of tyranny of ethnicity?
What of tyranny of fear?
What of tyranny of justice in the Hollanders Hague?
Perpetrators of cosmetic freedom
And parochial democracy of the state poets
Ennobling political snobs of time immemorial
Boot and licking state falsehood
With fierce hostility antagonizing
The troubadours of the songs of freedom
In detention legal terrorism and economic freezing
Giving birth to placenta of freedom which I
I mine poemocracy I decry as; caricateaurs of freedom!