Taking The Matter Personal

See I am really getting personal about this, my anger knows no bound and really, I am not smiling.

Steal, kill and destroy like your mentors the crown did in apartheid and elsewhere

Loot to fatten your purse and cause debacle

Take what belongs to all and make it yours and for keep

Train and empower your children with proceeds from the tears of many

And watch them grow to rise and fall before your very eyes

Watch them “kaita” as they grow up to become Mutallab's and Sonia's

Work hard at it and miss your exit like Sanni Abacha

Please don't change your ways because we neither loathe nor despise you

In fact the fools amongst us celebrate you

You are not the fool and your whims are perfect too

But your reign of terror may not last as long as that of IBB the evil genius

Enjoy it while it last though!

So that when it ends

You shall be debonair with pitiful valor

Your end is guaranteed and not assumed

Your outcome is predetermined by your actions and reactions already

So don't pray for something worst because it can only get worst or wowor!

For you and for your sons and daughters forever

Just say amen as I pray for you

Your silence is consent so it’s better you dig your own grave with your tongue.

You shall live longer than required in order to enjoy it to the fullest

And believe me, We shall Yeh! Ooh! and Aarh!

Like we do now in pain while you smile

We shall sympathize and empathize with you in sincerity

But our empathy will count to nothing

Because it will be karma in action,

What goes around will still be nemesis coming around

No matter what time or age it arrives

I dont need to spare you the details because

You will be around to experience it first hand

All by yourself you will reap the fruit of your labour of vanity in vain

But the best part of the least of your woes I can share with you

So that you can prepare for the better and good,

The bad, worse, worst and wowor part of your woes

Scream Amen! Amen! Amen!

Your sons shall beg my sons for bread and (they shall give them)

Your daughters a piece of their waist to strangers (for cash and kind)

You shall watch helplessly from afar, no tears 'cause you will be dry (without help)

As the castles you built with ills and the one you stole from the helpless (through bribes & looting)

Shall crumble at your feet in grim (no wrecking balls)

No worries sympathizers will contribute to rent you a room (in Kubwa)

Men shall sympathize and women shall wail miserably when you fall (a great fall)

Not because of what has happened already but for what is yet to come (haa! O ma se oo!)

Fret not, because the Lord is with you (AMEN)!