“I think my visitation was premised on two issues. First to appreciate and commend the President for his steadfastness and for hitting the ground running since he came back from his medical testament… The rendition of his speech was commendable. He eloquently delivered the speech, I think I appreciated his eloquence during that performance”
So I hear a sounding barrel
blabbing barbarian booms
from barren antecedents that birth
blind future for bright hopes…
And I weep humorously for a diluted mind with
hemlock of wickedness and desert of clulessnes.
So my lines choose to be, that you may call them anything.
But tell him!
He is the summary of errors composed by both
cajoled and blind minds,
he is the fatality that futile efforts call fate
at the tiring junction of failures after fervently
raised cups get filled with hysop of frustration.
I yell with you OYO!
How that you met your famine on Canaan land
How that you sat pharaoh on Grecian seat.
Once upon a land of plenty; now below the soil and famished.
I sob with you Lautech!
For your hero left sagacity and lasting legacy.
but it fell into hollows of mediocrity
where two heads are better had never been than one,
where pointless pilate prowls around in clanging cymbals
of confused constituted authority.
I cry for punctured prowesses on pedestals of sunny purposes.
An albino in morning sun,
he is as insightful as the blind man
Oh! the Nigerian fatality.
LETS CALL DOLLY ‘A FINE BOY!’