by Idiong Divine
Dawn again in this gaol
The birds are imprecisely numbering
One hundred and sixty million
Or more.
Mostly my countrymen.
The jailors are three hundred and sixty humpty down
And 109 dumpty members up.
You will never see vessels that
Could be emptier.
The two other estates of the realm
Are but a sham.
Even the fourth just stroll
Through the corridors
Hoping to be beckoned in
To share of the loot.
They call it national cake.
The governors are known
For stealing huge funds
And they show know shame.
And so nothing works anymore.
Yesterday, Yusuf John stole 23 billion naira
Worth of of public fund.
He was taken to court for confessioon.
The lead headed judge,
Slapped his wrist with an option
Of seven hundred thousand naira
Worth of fine.
The thief paid instantly and walked away free.
There has never been a country like mine
Never will there be any like it.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Idiong Divine is an internationally acclaimed author of poetry, short stories and nonfiction., Divine holds a HND in Mass Communication from the Auchi Polytechnic, Auchi. He has studied to acquire a PGDE in the University of Port Harcourt. He has undergone relevant trainings in several institutions like the Zaria Business School, Zaria, the Pan African University, Lagos, Association of Project Management Group England, Standard Organisation of Nigeria, Document Management Institute, Boston etc. He has received numerous certifications in media, business management and education. He is proudly Nigerian, from Eket in Akwa Ibom.
Last updated February 19, 2013