Agwu,
The deity of mischief
Pushed
Polluted air to our earth,
Our earth is polluted,
Our earth is locked down.

Strong men,
Strong women,
The men of straw
And the women of straw
All are subdued now,
The state is subdued.

Even the royals are roped
And laid on the open
With gusts of polluted air
Cruising
On their over pampered bodies.

Agwu prances
With mischievous smile
While
People of the earth
Writhe in painful dry coughs.

(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)

Year: 
2020
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