The Hordes and the Spin Doctors

By Chudi Okoye

Spare a thought for the huddled hordes in our forlorn fatherland
Their muddled minds spooked by relentless spinmeisters
Daily assaulted by fatulent accounts of a fabulous reality
Supposedly their lot instead of a dystopian existence
Created by the conspiratorial convergence of conmen
At the commanding heights of governing institutions
And armies of artful and well-rewarded myth makers
Who polish dystopia into unverifiable utopia.

Yet again spare a thought for the unsuspecting masses
Daily assailed by the phalanx of propaganda peddlers
Promising El Dorado under the sizzling custodianship
Of brand new leaders the likes of whom we’ve never seen;
They’re fed soaring tales of deeds they can’t comprehend
From the esoteria of finance to the mysteria of philanthropy
Which the spin doctors invoke in behalf of their paymasters
To lift the hungered hordes from despair to spasms of new hope.

Seattle, May 21, 2021