The Yellow Vultures In Lasgidi

O Lasgidi , city of hustlers, bustles, knuckles In your belly called street, lays lifestyles of hustlers No Man's land your pseudonym, Eko your first name, Lasgidi a middle, greetings to you , your last name .....? O Lasgid! fountain of hustlers, bustles, knuckles potholes eaten on You, like a Baldhead The coal tied road, trunk A. B. C Yellow is the vultures vest Their shoes an athlete choice Fit to run to peg their wings On the innocent souls; The bus conductor they perch on drivers they beak on Tribals mark they tattoo on vehicles A logo, a sign , a stamp for the" Owo boys!" Malnutrition their dietary, yet belly is full Empty in it, wears attitudes bulging tummy. O Lasgidi city of hustlers, bustles, knuckles And the vultures in yellow, they run the potholes Up down up down just for their belly sake pay up dues with whips held in their hands like ancient masquerades Yellow is the vultures, garages it perches O Lagidi city of hustlers, bustles, knuckles Please shed off your yellow vultures. Away them They put more potholes in mind of drives, motor boys To drink water, they gulp Alcohol, marijuana their diet Eyes beaming red like crimson teeth decayed age 39 O Lasgidi city of hustlers, bustles, knuckles Wear out your yellow vultures A perfect pseudonym abgearoo! And their motor; "owo boys da"? For ,drivers and motor boys in the Potholes their dough falls, thus marathon struggles continual O Lasgidi commercial pride of the nation Where is the government, where is the law? hiding Like candlelight underneath a bushel its glows But for men its blurred, waiting folks, worn out, verdict Must sing loud, like a gong its should sound goom O Lasgidi city of hustlers, bustles, knuckles Mother to no idle man I hail thee Agbearoo! :roadside transportation tax collectors 6/4/2020
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Deepa Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 7:55 AM
This work contains deep painful thoughts and struggles.I learnt about the lasgidi city now. Beautifully written with perfect imagery.:-) "Up down up down just for their belly sake pay up dues" "Potholes their dough falls, thus marathon struggles continual" Liked some of the lines very much.:-) Keep writing great works like this. Take care.Warm regards~Deepa:-)
Idudje Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 3:27 PM
Thanks a lot I really appreciate your interest
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