The Market Of Liars…

Exactly what use, is the impotent vote, at least some food, whilst pretending it counts…

Vote Lagbaja, he will catch the thieves
It’s a lie, Temedu is the one to vote
But you know Temedu is a thief abi
But he helped elect Lagbaja na
That was then, he’s now a thief
Now they’re doing my head in

How many thieves, have Lagbaja caught
He has chased them, for four years now
The thieves to be caught, today’s saints
Become one of us, and become immune
For the circus, there’s always the fool
The ones that would dare demand account
Count on the comraids, the fool na thief

The last transfer season was kind to us
We exchanged the unruly thieves
And minted saints anew
St’ Akpabio has seen the light
Brother Koro, is back at home
Elder Babachir awaits the laundromat

O to gee, in one breath, enough is enough
Baba so’pe for here, there’s a master plan
Temedu the repented thief, to lead the way
A way pointed by St’Matthew and his crew
Aremu is a demented crook, yells the saints
But he was once the patron saint of the saints

Some gari and groundnuts, just vote our man
We have some rice for you, vote our own
Exactly what use, is the impotent vote
At least some food, whilst pretending it counts
Of what use is the vote
To a brain befogged by hunger

DF

First published 15 February, 2019.