Night has fallen over the land at NOON

I could see on the horizon, the dread of darkness
Over the land; yet it was just in the
Morning when the sun should shed its brightness
Over the land, and thrown a light in the
Direction where New Emperor was headed:
Things don't seem right with the setting of the new day.

In the midst of this approaching abnormality
The emperor seemed to have lost touch with reality
Groping about with contemptuous arrogance,
He foisted upon the land an aura of vengeance;
Blinded with animosity against the preceding state order:
From whom they deceitfully wrenched the control of the state

Close watchers of the affairs of the land also noticed the
Impending darkness swooping in on their cherished land
At noon, obscuring the emerging refreshing hopefulness
Their anxieties were discarded as mere wailings by the New
Managers of the estate goaded with blind distrust and
Vengeful jealous; unwittingly, aiding the approaching gloom

Night has fallen upon my land at noon; yet, this is no eclipse
Previous policies that were unacceptable to the present
Managers of the realm, and held then, as distrustful and
Disgusting abnormalities; were now recycled and branded
As the best options: bereft of own options to stimulate acceptance
My people are reeling under the burden of uncertain tomorrow

‘Which way Nigeria?’ old lyrics, reverberating the psychic of a populace
Fed daily with doses of deceptions and intimidations, veiled and
Packaged in an elusive golden coloration, designed to
Brightens the horizon of the days to come
Yet, every step taken results to a stumbling tumble
Night has fallen over my land at noon in a slippery highway