Not In Despair Poem by Imo Peter

Though this land is ridden
By static riders
Though the land is pedalled
Anticlockwise

Though the rulers rule
With mission unmapped
Though the land's plaque
blurs Plebeians' vision

Though power Ore's cartel
Wobbles in blurry
Though the political Politburos
Are egocentric

Our hope shall never be encroached
By pessimism
In time to come
shall episodes amend!

Optimistically,
This land that wallows in catastrophe
Shall in time radiates the stars of heaven