The gathering

When masquerades meet
They colour the land
Dislodging the brain
In the wonder of their beauty

Sweet petals attract butterflies
Poos attract legion of flies
Uncontrolled tongue attracts slaps
The gathering of qualified punches

There’s something in the assembly of people
Singing, dancing, eating
Displaying all the colours of the rainbow
Provoking marriage remnants in you

Where there are one or more gathering
#EndSars must arise

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