Nigeria;
a nation ensnared, today,
In economic
muds of dystopia
Getting
things right seems void- that would require a wizard
Emmanuel;
the Messiah, we beseech in Moses’ lofty voice for salvation
Refuge
from myriads of economic crises, we sing, as litany, like the cherubs
In our
self-absorbed living, we’ve turned Nigeria into a bestialized rivalry-
Arena,
where we draw Achilles sword against ourselves, for survival of the fittest
The
elites feed on the political prebend served by the supreme power
Oil-price
free-falls; a constant warning that Nigeria is dancing on a volcano
Dearth
of substitutes to oil; a constant reminder of a weak edifice Nigeria is
Albeit
government’s fantasies, the sense of revenue drive grows more desperate
Younger
generations are now more gullible to rhetoric and less pronounced.
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