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CASE OVER by Chika Victor Onyenezi
The judge familiarity overcast,
Sober case of mercy
I left the last card to turn
Two tears drop is all I got left
“Case adjourned”
Was all he could say?
With his mustache bushy mouth.
“12 May 2004”
The day I cast the dice
Rotation of seeds of crime
Maybe four three two years in jail
I think I know the bars of late
Strong iron gates of gaol
I hope to be there someday
For me case over
POLICE AVENUE
16mm mortar pounding
Striking all nook and crannies
Of civilian life
Stripping them naked of their right
Burnt on mount authority
By men in black
Parading black paint truth
As a priest pulpit truth
Motherland is bare
The taskforce men
Whipping naira off our palms
Singing lullaby on our potholes
Our rights are indeed dead
Buried along Police Avenue.