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Kick against indiscipline; they say,
But they kick against our income;
Kick against the youth's progress,
Kick against the future of our futures,
Kick against the heart that tend good
Rather than kicking against indiscipline.
We still have prostitutes in our streets,
We still have drunkards languishing 
Right in the gutters of our streets;
We still have gamblers right beside my nose,
We still have armed robbers parading
And hurting people with their guns and nobody
Is kicking against them in their operations.
What are they kicking against here?
What are they made to kick against there?
We still have boys that have their trousers
Put on their waists, and their pants showing.
We still have fraudsters in their cyber world,
We still have 'YAHOO' boys and girls;
A foregone culture that needs a re-visit.
The gods of our land still weep for a 
Change of identities by their children.
Once a glorious country has turned into a dump
Of great nuisance from the animal kingdom.
They Kick against indiscipline but they don't
 kick against their pockets that are full of
 money which where exploited from us.
They arrest every youth on the street selling,
And jobs are never seen  for them to do.
We still have kidnappers right on our doors,
We still have corrupt leaders barking behind,
We still have ritualists with their ego so high;
Are we not in the end time?
Who is deceiving who here in the country? 
Men still beat their wives, and, children
Still insult their parents without looking back.
Our education is dead of cultism and cheating,
Sex trade and child abuse are still rampard here,
What are you kicking against, yourself?
Marital problems still blind many of us,
Churches still burn their members and 
Some are deceived to perish in hell.
What are you kicking against, friend?




(C) John Chizoba Vincent
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