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Crase Men

CRASE MEN

They are hiding their crase
Democracy it is
But it's not demonstrated 
Their crase in obscurity
Pretentious crase men

Dwelling in gigantic villa
Their violent color Agbada
Picking money from the flaws
The masses they prey on
Our needs they scatter for
The people they stranded for

Their hobby is to lobby
They buy us electional movies 
They are unpredictable
Make us watch vulnerable movies by crase men 
Here we are
Looking like the real crase men
They are dangerous
If you see a crase man
Run!

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
(A.k.a General Ali Official)

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Classwork

CLASSWORK 

Still on the chalkboard
Miss Teacher fell like a ply board
As horrible chants hovers
Fear and shock linger all-over 
In tears our Headmistress yelled
Uniform man between her thigh led

Exactly break time for Lunch
In separate routes we launch
The school suddenly went ablaze
Behold home too was in ash amaze
Mothers flee their breast attachment
Accompanied with death they went

Homelessness, malnutrition, and loss rained
No wounds I sustained
But the moral wounds still suck
I could recall Miss Teacher's classwork
Find the meaning of the following;
Genocide, massacre, and Holocaust

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
+2347067333949
(IG: General Ali official)

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Purpose Is Defeated

*PURPOSE IS DEFEATED*

Long time ago, they left the  boundaries 
Like an eagle from afar, they sight our mysteries 
In the system, they saw mismanagement within 
They robbed their way in
They killed their fellow uniform man eventually 
And the cycle continues circularly
Civilians pursued
Powers misused
Purpose is defeated 

We have formally forgotten those days
When virtues of peace were promoted with violence 
When the press were oppressed 
When justice was jeopardized 
When our constitution was constrained to contempt without conscience 
When the scales were afraid of scary blood, but love printed papers
When the beaks of singing parrots were broken 
When religious teachers were treated rigorously 
Purpose is defeated 

Purpose came again 
Our uniform men are well informed 
But they are not well equipped 
A great battalion with good  training 
Against that without training 
A great battalion with pieces of metal
Against that with powerful machines
Ready but not resourceful 
Purpose is defeated 

No longer dying for the nation 
Lets bring down those rebels
A call of duty to the north
They respond with gallant boots and courage 
They respond with pieces of metal on their hands 
They respond to a place where many have fallen 
Even at that, they fought gallantly 
They were made to improvise arms
Purpose is defeated 

They return with blood stained boots, hands and courage 
Their faces and pieces of metal looking down 
They have fought a good fight 
But sorrow lurks around our families 
Women now widows
Offsprings now orphans  
Uncle died as one of them 
Father retired as one of them
Pension still on attention, no ease? 
Purpose is defeated 

Purpose is here again 
Retreat!  Retreat!!  Retreat!!! 
Fela Kuti sang 'Zombie! '
Check point checking for phone users
Bloody civilians!  Dont make a call here! 
Sheep flogged, goats flee
They get recruited just for revenge
Purpose is defeated 

Purpose is here again today 
Where natural death is rare
People are killed 
People are killing 
People are on their way to kill
Cows are chewing crops
Crops are chewing cows
This is not normal! 
Purpose is defeated. 

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
 (a.k.a. General Ali official)

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Beautiful

BEAUTIFUL

Isn't life beautiful?
The rich get richer
The poor get poorer
Isn't Nigeria Wonderful?
Over N200 billion to conduct election 
For citizens that aren't up to a billion
So tell me?
What are they paying for?
Who are they paying?
What are they buying?
What happened to the materials used in previous elections?
Now INEC needs N6 Billion to feed Nigeria police for the same election.
This our Police dey shop wel wel o..
Isn't Nigeria Beautiful??
Manner will fall from heaven,
But b4 e go reach ground ,
Moses don shop am.
Fela say 'I sorry for Nigeria'

©Kporho Vwede Daniel

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We Went Haywire

WE WENT HAYWIRE

The fruit of horrendous hurry
Hung appeasingly aloof
On a green tree with white lumpy leave
Situated amidst a green garden 

We harvested it imperiously
The day we went hay wire woefully
The day we hurried for inadvertent independence
Six months old premature pregnancy
Hurried to breathe brazenly
Hurried to wean wretchedly
Viewed Mrs. Colonisation as a messed milk
Now we hurry to her for magic milk

Now we hazardously hurry
Hurry for a derailed democracy
Hurry for an unwieldy unity
Hurry for a callous change
Hurry for a grievous government
A little more prudent patience
Would have that manifest magic
Which current leaders preposterously promise

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
07067333949
(IG: General Ali official)

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Fishers of Men

FISHERS OF MEN

Thy tender lips speak seduction
Thy eyes as charming as the stars
Thy buttocks a drummer's vibe
Thy thoughts lingers on a man's wealth 
Thy love buried beneath the abyss of lies

Thy heart as slippery as an okra soup
Doesn't last a second in one hand 
A hand full of men thou desires
One goes and thou finds another to fill in 

Money unto money thy ambition
Fish men and eat them dry
The electrocuted fishes shock out thy pants
Woe unto thee !
Devil's fisherman 

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
Ig: General _ali _ official

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When It Rains

*WHEN IT RAINS*

When ponderous rain slap earth like rocket
We envelope ourselves into big blanket
But others lie on the floor without jacket
With water rolling from the roof into their bucket
There they lie close to their wastebasket

Everybody respects the fog
Clothes flee the rope without utterance like a monologue
The Rich man take in their dogs
Lazarus brings out their mugs
Our people go out to struggle in a pirogue

During this rain provision,
There is agricultural productivity to the nation
But if in excess supply causes erosion
Meats added to some pots
Others have nothing in short 
Homes hardly purchase maggot 

Vote in dry and vouch when it rains
Graduates hustling in the rain
People baptised on ATM queue
Vehicles visit their hospital
Network on vacation
Lives and property at stake 

Pot holes draw the various maps
The depth and numbers measure our nation's goodness
Wells on our road
Is yours as deep as ours?
Ours never run dry 

Leaders ashamed to fetch from it
They splashed it on mama's tomatoes in the market
They splashed it on that prophet's white garment
Look at the road to our schools
Where future leaders learn
Look at the road to a leader's village
The road to Banks, hospitals,churches, mosque, and shrines
 
Look at that old man carrying it's bicycle
They are splashing it on us
Look at that man with splashy cars and manifesto
Look at him with cups of rice and promises
He is inside his mansion when it rains
Look at your body.

©KPORHO VWEDE DANIEL
A.k.a GENERAL ALI OFFICIAL

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Mechanical

MECHANICAL

The lion of Africa is mechanical
A knock down engine
Left to rust
Producing garbages
Break down to the apex

From one mechanic to another
They always promise to fix it
Get paid and extort us in return
Inflicts more damages
Heaps the faults on previous mechanics

The lion of Africa is mechanical
With quack mechanics
Stealing our tools and equipments
Always seeing a complex fault
At the end of each day

Pleading to fix it if given a second chance
But repeats the same error
When their repair tenure is over
They bring in their kinsmen 
To make promises too

Tools and equipments unaccounted for
Where's the employment carburetor?
The infrastructural radiator
The nut of unity
The scale of Justice
The gear for separation of powers
All you political mechanics.

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
07067333949
(IG: General Ali Official)
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Resolution

RESOLUTION

Yachting years back
On August 18th
A Black boy by the bridge
Drew a decision
Be it yesterday or tomorrow
Nearest or extreme

Here comes the mid point
The point of transition
The point between yesterday and tomorrow
The middle of the centre 
The midst of dilemma

Behold white and black
Behold a coat and a gown
Behold a stethoscope and a scale
Behold a laboratory and a court 

Behold Judges and justice
Behold government and the people
Behold politics and leadership
Behold a gun and a pen

He chose to be a legal writer
Another August 18th
The centre of metamorphosis
And he is PLUS ONE at this mid point

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
07067333949
(IG : General Ali official)

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The Cycle

THE CYCLE

Like a compass
We journey from a point
And return again to pass
What circumstances have anoint 
Government like a cycle of glass

Yes, we have journeyed 
But we revolve in one government
Outside what democracy need
The progeny of mismanagement

Moving in a clockwise direction
We urge for change of miracle
Journeying in an anticlockwise circulation
Yet we revolve to meet thesame obstacle
Enough of the manipulation

A journey in sphere
Democracy is confidently forsaken
Unless we journey fair
Unless this cycle is broken

©Kporho Vwede Daniel
07067333949
(IG: General Ali official)

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