I Love My Country
Dawn again in this gaol
The jailbirds are imprecisely numbering
One hundred and sixty million
Or more of 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.
Empty headed riggers; we never elected
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 ignoble governors are known
For stealing huge funds
And they show no shame;
You can't show what you don't have.
And so nothing works anymore.
Yesterday, Yusuf John stole 23 billion naira
Worth of of public fund.
He was taken to court and he confessed.
The the lead-headed judge,
Slapped his wrist with an option
Of seven hundred thousand naira
Worth of fine.
The thief paid instantly from his back pocket
And walked away free.
Never has there been a country like mine
Never will there be any like it.
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