I think I will die soon
Perhaps sooner than my present thought
But I love my Nigeria dearly
Yet am still willing to die
For humanity and not only Nigeria.
I have learnt I will die soon
From all realities visible even to the blind
Daily we grow in age
But same daily we drop in health
Yet facilities for maintenance not accessible
Due to greed of our economy managers
Whose many death closer than mine
Their family members and few other readers
I think am dying soon
Am happy I will die simply a nobody
Just like the president and others
We are all nobody with death
Though all somebody from birth
Our different position simply a task and test
To make our death easy or painful
Am sure I will die soon
I need a trusted partner’s shoulder
To cry or smile at death
I learnt the beautiful ones are finally born
But I see non parading the street
A friendly gossiper told me they are under cover
Selfishly covering all body parts, including the adorable chest
While our streets polluted with beautiful Spirits
Damsels of half demons, half human
In desperate search of blood to suck
Am really longing to die soon
Frustration and disappointment from both sides
Rulers failed on constitutional fundamental objectives
While the ruled sluggish for a revolution
I decided to see Paris and die naturally
I have even seen better places in UAE
Yet the death has failed to come.
I think am seeing death
Don’t border to bail me out from death
If provided with big sacrifice to appease death Angel
I will surely eat part of the sacrifice myself
And deliver rest to the suffering masses
For their overall comfort I have pledge my life
I have no regard for the Angel of death
But to Almighty creator and controller
From whom death takes order.
I wish am dying soon
Beautiful goodies awaiting me ahead
Beauties and enjoyment beyond human comprehension
Even if I cry at death
It’s just like parable of newly born baby
Crying for exiting mother’s womb
But gloriously received by awaiting relatives with smiles
.. Behold for our ruling class a different story
The suffering masses will rejoice their permanent exit
While the rulers cry heavily to hell
Where their evil deeds await them
It is never too late to change
O ye our elected ones!