Your lips are laughing
but tears run down the eyes
your nose is meant to perceive
but the ears do it instead.
oh! what a smile of pretence on your face?
this tender soul is still crying
good and bright lights are yet to shine for real
the crawling of a grown up child is coming to an end
somebody please help the soul to stand and walk!
does it agree or not?
its time we left issues out of our hands and handover
maybe dignitories will mean no more. Who knows?
Protocols will be no more
Recognitions will slip aside
and handover into the hands of God the ultimate
whose word is the word of words
whose thought is the thought of thoughts
whose leadership leads all leaders
and of which we lack words to suggest or make opinions.
He who knows the end of all begining
Nigeria must move forward for good.