Frail Giant
A nation at war with itself
A father sucking his daughter's breasts
A child cheering at her mother's pain
My heart is heavily laden
My soul bleeds profusely
disaster comes with every meal
Tragedy is my morning shower
Irrational has attained rational
To err has become acceptable
Abnormality is now being celebrated
the corpse is rot but we still court it
My phobia for ills have been suppressed
My mates scorn my many woes
My behind is the house of humor
My back is like a senile *****
Indeed,I was made to be great
How my success got waylaid?
is a mystery beyond my big head
My name,my friend,is Nigeria
How did i go wrong?
Copyright © Kolapo Olapoju | Year Posted 2010
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