POETRY OF CONSCIOUSNESS_ 'THE BLACK STREETS' BY TZEBLON.

𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑜𝑧𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑢𝑠𝑡,

𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑒– 𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠,

𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑎𝑐𝒉 𝑤𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑠,

𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑠𝒉𝑖𝑘𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠,

𝒃𝒖𝒈𝒂'𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒂  𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑦,

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑗𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑠...

𝑂𝑚𝑜...𝑘𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑦...

𝑇𝒉𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑...

𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓.... 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠... 𝑈𝑛𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑠... 

𝑊𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑘𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑦...

𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟...

ORIPINYE OLUMIDE

(TZEBLON).

The bard speaks on the economic depression the conditions of the Nigerian State causes upon her citizens. He speaks on bad governance that makes the people feel unsafe.