Quills of Malice

Nefarious vipers in the Nation’s bossom

Why cold blood to the holy nation?

Malice begets malice to the bottom,

Blood curdling rumble of sick ration, 

Quills Of Malice!!

You are harlotry stirring hornet’s nest

Brewing ghosts from embattled souls,

Barnish milestone of abhorrence jn your neck,

Seek abode in the warm soils,

Quills of Malice!!

Relinquish the bleak speck of euphoria

Of blatant malice gathering on stray scribes,

Corrosive intent acts  of volcanic phobia,

Inflammatory tongues licking the beauty of Liberty!   

Quills of Malice!!

Who painfully seize you by throatAnd soil menace the last vestiges

Of nationalistic pride minus thought?

And your putrid alliance with alien Vintages,  Quills of Malice!!

Why ruthlessly prick our nosesTo cut the throat to save the neck?

Gathering cold and disquieting noises

But with flawless infinitive grace

The excruciating journalistic thorn shall rot   

Quills of Malice!!

**Written by Collen Kajokoto, a protest poet and human Rights defender .
Quills Of Malice lashes out at State sponsored journalists who perpetuate despots grip on power through complicit propaganda.