Emilokan the Chants of Rogues

Emi’lokan, the lyrics from a loon, the vituperation born from the womb of greed, the menace of recycled gangsters. Emi’lokan, the beggarly shame of old vermin, the intrusion of mafias and thuggish urchins, Emi’lokan, The insanity accepted as norm, Emi’lokan the dystopia of dementia, great grandfathers suspending relevance of their poisoned docile Youths, Emi’lokan, The cornucopia of fraud. Emi’lokan the senseless Politics of bribery, of rice, tomatoes and grains. the desperation of old thieves at the precipice of the grave. Emi’lokan, where election is a lie, Emi’lokan the lom of no reputation, Emi’lokan though devoid of dignity, Emi’lokan robbers without conscience, Emi’lokan injustices without consequence, Emi’lokan of diabetes and paralysis cloaked in deceptive "Babariga" Emi’lokan where profligates bands hover over us. Emi’lokan in the country of rogues.