Tuesday 1 May 2012

letter to my leaders: MONEY GAP

letter to my leaders: MONEY GAP:     There's a big difference in our pocket size, knowing that doesn't need rocket science. Our country is a mess, we got no defense, can't t...

MONEY GAP

    There's a big difference in our pocket size, knowing that doesn't need rocket science. Our country is a mess, we got no defense, can't take care of the less. When I think of the less privileged in the village, i feel rage. Because politicians are stealing in the big stage, I feel they should be locked up in a big cage.
    Like we didn't have enough with stealing, bokoharam came  along with killing. A girl just lost her parents and her siblings, why don't they have any feelings. They keep killing and taunting, and we are busy doing nothing.
    I know no government is fully 'HOLY', but is it too much to just hang out with my hommies without someone coming to 'poh poh' me (shoot me). And i cant even run to the police.
     Do something government. Life's not a game, it's no tournament. Please, don't kill your people, heal your people. Yoruba, Hausa and Ibo. Life's not just about ego' and ego.
    We don't need eaters, we need readers, sincere leaders. THIS IS A LETTER TO MY LEADERS.

Ticks in Politics

A hungry man is an angry man. So don't take chances. We need anger management classes. And the lecture is equity amongst the masses. I see that boy sleeping in the cold streets, big cars passing, but nothing to eat. Politicians feed us with deceit. All they want is to get the 'SEAT'. So I rhyme to the beat, hoping my lines can help fight the defeat. So Nigerians, stand to your feet. Our country is not just for the elite. It's for the market-women selling, students learning  and laborers yearning for a better pay, a better earning, a better day. Our country rotten, it's like Saro Wiwa died for nothing.
     I reminisce of when i was younger, we played all day.  Through the rain, through the thunder. But now, no longer. Our country is worse, daddy says:'everyone's a suspect, close your doors.
      Contractors, we want feed back. There's a little girl on the street, feed her. This is a letter to our leaders.