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Waiting waitng......
For the all-mighty godot
godot godot.....I ask myself
Where are you?
I have searched the
tempestuous seas
I have toiled the arid desert
All to no avail
I have defiled timidity into the
treshold of darkness
Searching searching.....
Without the sight of you...
The angst I am feeling knows
no bound
Who will restore this toothless
lion
To its old state
Who will shatter the plagues of
poverty,corruption,unemploym
ent and these eels
That denies us peace
The young is no more getting
younger
The old is no more getting
older
Our end-less wait is drawing
us closer
To the long hand of the great
striker
Who converts at the sniff of a
loop-hole
Waiting......
Is a bane to my soul
Who will deliver this fatherland
From baby-land
The oppressors without
Have handed us over to the
oppressors within
Who have become our
suppressors
Who have turned out to be
more brutal-ic in nature
godot.. godot....
Where are you?
Sometimes I doubt your
existence
But you are the chosen one
sent to douse our exist-tense
The blind leadeth those who
have eyes
Making those with sight
question-in the validity of their
optics
Several pretend godots have
come
Promising the promises of the
promise
Of leading us to the promised
land
They conceal their aim
Illusioning and indoctrinating
our minds
Into believing they have our
interests at heart
Our trust is stolen
Just like the devil
their main aim is brought to
light
We are all enslaved in the
boss-om of corrupt-nation
godot........
Where are you?
Restore the pride and dignity
of the blackest continent in the
world
They despised the colour of
my skin
Like the "esu-laa-lu" himself
Who comes for nothing else
But to kill,steal and annihilate
us
My broth-hel has enslaved me
*Inn* a more calamitous way
My anger is burn-ing up
My body has turned into a
worth-less one
Because I have no educate-
nation
They feel I do not deserve the
freed-sodom
And enjoyment of life
Godot........
Where are you?
If you exist show yourself
Deliver us from these
supplanters
Who know nothing about
father-hood
These idiotic baboons and
destructively greedy agents
have been leading us
To think mug-gabe fought for
zimba--bwes independence
And still holding on to power is
so disheartening
He ought to be thinking of his
last days
Not oppress you till I die
Its hightime we continued
chasing this gad-dafis,mob-
baraks,abi-idin sed ali out of
power
If it will take hero-ism
Heroes we will be
I thought I found the godot in
my nation finally
But you bring bad-luck than
jonah
You are so dumb like dumb
asses behave like dummies
You are weaker than the
weakest weakling that was
ever weak
My brothers are being bombed
by the bomber-men who are
my supposed brothers
They are so psycho-pathic in
nature and character
Fighting a stupid ideology....
They say "western education is
a sin"
Yet they are so dumb
to know there weapon of
destruction is westernized
Bad-luck jonah you are no
different
From this haram-bees who are
hell-bent
On self-destruct-nation
*A nothing* means of suicidal
act
Badluck jonah....awake from
your sleep
And go to your nineveh
*Asuun* strike has been
keeping stu-dent at home for
months
Like a death sentence
Dent-in and becoming dent-tri-
mental to lifes
The criminals you have on the
street
Are they not enough?
Quit savage-ing the future of
this young guns
Godot.......
Come forth if you are alive
Like lazarus
And deliver us from this sick-
ly* bond-age of *opp-rest-
less-nation*
Godot.......am still keeping
faith in you
Don't let me die before your
arrival
Come and breathe life into our
exist-tense
And destroy these forces of
destruct-nation
That is *threaten-in* this
exist-tense of mine
Gogot godot godot.......
Come forth and rescue my
nation
If your existence is not an
illusion.
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Oluwatomiwo Akinyemi
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