Our Leaders climb our heads to go up
But they will never reach the paradise
Because all they say is a fiction
“Your city will be an electric city”
That’s what they say
But after the tenure, it is still doom

The heirs of knowledge
Use it not in the good way
They own the pen and the slates
But they threw it away
And went further to invent kettles that speak.
They pray, but it is not accepted
So they divert to throwing hawks in peoples’ houses

He is proud, the rich fellow
He built a castle with gold
But he feed his servants with stones
To hell with your richness
You are a loser

Many among the men
Have left their women to be lesbians
While they proudly call themselves Gays
This have led to firefalls on us

The ones left are headless
So they walk unclad
Not knowing the wrong and right

I will not exclude myself
I see all the sins in the sin city
I neither correct with my hands
Nor did I raise my voice
At the end what I see is a mountain of fire

© Najib Adamu Usman

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