I hate to be the voice of doom
For what does it profit me-
To tell a tale of looming doom
But how?
How can I say it as it be?
How can I express boom
When all I see is doom
If truth be said
Plain, simple and unaided
Nigeria as I know it-
Remains a tinkling bomb
A specie on the verge of extinction
A country of unstable emotion,
Psyche and awaiting implosion
We are like a system, shutting down
But remember……
This is but a ‘process’ in our evolution
We can change it-
Me and you
And YES WE CAN!!!