The final decision was merely forbidden
I saw and heard the joke in bad taste
A scandalous case among thousands
Moments of expansiveness at the expense
Of a nation, with predictable results
I saw and heard the prison doctor
With his accent too caricatured
To be true, my eyes complained
The harmattan or something
Has played havoc with them
I need to have them tasted
Yes what about the eye
It all looks normal, I have spots before
Them, It must be lack of reading
Good thing to rest your eyes.
And for no reason which
I could fathom, the doctor appeared
A senior wader and squad of junior waders
I have been here for months. Alone.
With no books, nor occupation whatever
Do you think, this is good for my health?
He thumped my chest and chuckled
Ho, ho, you look healthy to me
But do you think it is right?
Do you think it is human?
Is it right I should be subjected to
Such a prolonged starvation?
very sad the treatment of others... especially in a place meant to bring them to health