TERROR ALERT!

May Day! May Day!!

There is a terror alert in my homeland!

The dead, uncountable,

The injured, still counting.

Its not just militant men bombing people, up north,

Or drilling holes and snatching people down south.

Its the greedy men who killed their democracy,

Quick to send it to the cemetery,

And re-branded their hypocrisy, democracy.

They've cornered our resources,

And turned deaf ears to our voices.

They come with sweet words and bare feet,

And leave us with our words of regret and bare feet.

There is a terror alert in my homeland,

And its not just ruthless business men raiding homes in bands.

Its a storm which has struck in every home,

Because we embraced it and made it a norm.

The Nigerian dream is just about our share of the National cake,

Not caring what it takes.

We've made it a do or die,

Or better still, just do, or do, or do!

And know that a rusty metal doesn't crumble in a day,

It is a gradual process of decay,

And at this pace, it can only get worse,

Because it feels while like we've been cursed.

Because why you look to the skies for help,

Your feet crushes the one who seeks your help.

My book told me these words;

"Allah will not change the condition of a people

Until they change the condition of what's within themselves."

My sister told me these words;

"You speak of change, yet ignore self-reform.

That is a concise definition of 'delusion'."

The end to this terror is from deep down,

And as near as it is, it seems so far.

And for those who landed to their deaths in Lagos,

They say it was an engine failure,

I say it was an act of terror.

Modus operandi? Corruption.

New York 9.11.01 is the equation,

Only this time, we know the culprits for sure.

This "war on terror" is our only cure,

That ARM of war, you must procure.

My prayer is simple; that they meet their Maker, as they lived their life.