Our Leaders Have Gone Mad Again Poem by ifedayo oshin

They are no here
Though we still see them around
They haved moved on
They have let go
They are dead
But they still breath
Dead, dead living
They're living
Living, living dead
They have stepped into the threshold
From here to nether
Loose and lost
They spend time and use space
In lunatic extravagance
They run, run beyond
Behind time and space
They have eyes
But no more can see us
Like stray dog
They can't hear our thundering voices
Our Leaders have gone mad again