INJUSTICE IN MY CITY

The crime rate in my city
Sapele City to be precise 
Most comes from camouflage 
Police is your friend 
Bail is free 
The biggest lie in history
Even when you're not guilty, you still need to pay something.

Where are your papers 
You'll think  it's your motor papers
But after tendering your papers 
They still need another paper 
Which is the money 
They'll beat you or jail you 
Innocently if you don't give them the money.

The police is for 
Unity, peace and justice 
Yet they disrupt the city 
Dividing the people 
Apprehending the innocent 
Instead of justice 
They collect money from the guilty.

There was a time
My youngest sister was defiled
Instead of apprehending the defiler 
My youngest sister and my oldest sister 
Who was pregnant 
Was put under detention.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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