Coordinating Minister

In Harvard they teach economics -
How to catch mackerel with sprat;
How to hunt land with titles
And dance upon the ash of nation.

No,your bait is not melancholy,
I say you bait is not melancholy Minister:
Havard, World Bank,Paris Club.
If only Nation lifted the veil,
Mirage would not be oasis.

Now Nigeria cries
In the chain she thought you broke;
Your nation bleeds 
In billions and billions you winged.

 Doctor, Director, Coordinator,
 Tell me,please tell me now;
 Why you burned the barn.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lamoureux Avatar
July 18, 2015 at 8:40 AM
He probably burned it to get the insurance money!
Kayode Avatar
July 18, 2015 at 10:53 AM
Thank you my friend...huggs
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