Editor's ChoicePoetrySatire

The State of the States

Daily, our eyes are born again\nTo sorrows wider than the world;\nThe cooking pot is home for spiders\nAnd lizards, landlords of the kitchen.\nTolu Sabbath said, “Nigeria is a script,\nWritten by a mad man,” but\nI’d like to say, \”It is a mad script\nThe ordinary man cannot write.\”\nOne man commits a crime,\nBecause he has a name, they say, \”Bail him.\”\nAnother commits a crime,\nBut has no name, they say, \”Jail him.\”\nDemocracy is a weakling.\nThe mass is like an abandoned project,\nGenerating revenues every four years.\nThe state of the states is alarming.\nWe do not need alarm bells to\nRemind us Jesus saw Nigeria in His Daily, our eyes are born again
To sorrows wider than the world;
The cooking pot is home for spiders
And lizards, landlords of the kitchen.

Tolu Sabbath said, “Nigeria is a script,
Written by a mad man,” but
I’d like to say, “It is a mad script
The ordinary man cannot write.”

One man commits a crime,
Because he has a name, they say, “Bail him.”
Another commits a crime,
But has no name, they say, “Jail him.”

Democracy is a weakling.
The mass is like an abandoned project,
Generating revenues every four years.

The state of the states is alarming.
We do not need alarm bells to
Remind us Jesus saw Nigeria in His trance
When he bellowed, “It is finished”.

Like deaf men at war,
We now hear with our eyes.
We follow the scornful
Gun vibrations with sensitivity,
Lest, we be bulleted six feet
Down the red earth.

Why not share?
Tags

Related Articles

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Back to top button
error: Content is protected !!
Close
Close