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IRONY My joy that I wasn't born a Nigerian Is that my parents are Yorubas I would have been limited to Naira Mo dúpé pé mo lókó nílé (All thanks, I have a hoe) Mo láyò pé omo alápatà sá lèmi(I rejoice, I am the butcher's offspring) Nigerians should say alhamduliLhai That our legislators are not as corrupt as our president The country would have met with a great recession E wá womo alápatà bó ti n jàsán (behold, a butcher's meal begging for a piece of meat) Eni tó lókó nílé tó tún fowó ó kómí kiri(and a shovel merchant handpicking wastes) Nigeria is blessed With green pastures And various rich liquids Láyé Olúgbón, mo dá borùn méje(in the reign of Olugbon I owned seven different brocades) Láyé Arèsà, mo dá borùn méfà (in the reign of Areas I owned six different brocades) Nigerians are blessed With great leaders And various 'politricks' Láyé Olósèlú mo ra àrán, mo ra sányán baba aso( in the reign of politicians, I owned linen and silk) Ení pé ilè yìí o dùn ení kó wá bòmíràn lo(who dare thus pasture is not green should please make an exit) The rich no longer cry They are the beneficiaries Of the poorman's labour Sisésisé wà lóòrùn tó n làágùn (the labourer are dripping with sweat) Jeséjesé wà làbétè tó n jè 'gbádùn(the beneficiaries enjoy the clubs) Oh God of creation Guide our leaders right Perhaps, to spend our labour well Bámúbámú mo yo x2(My hunger is satisfied to the fullest) Èmi ò mò pébi n pomo enì kankan(I doubt if there is any languishing in hunger) ... Whenever I see a Nigerian I see along the irony of a country Where hunger is an offspring of plenty Nìnú òpò ará ìlú n jòwón(despite the riches, inflation is at its peak) Nínú oyé, èése táráyé tún n sunkún oru?( and though its winter, the masses sweat is still profuse) I hope to change the condition I wish I could turn this irony around And make a great change of situations Sùgbón níbo laó ti bèèrè?(But where hence do we start?) Tani ká kókó gbá lówó mún gan an?(who should be our first suspect?) Sájépo lájà ni àbí eni tó báa gbà á sílè? (The looters or their abets?) Where from should one start Rewriting the story of this country? Àbí e ò rórò bí? (Can you see?) Òrò n bá rò ma ròfó, èfó n bá rò ma mún jèko (that this issue begets another) Irony nlá leyii je, it is a big kàyééfì (this is a big kayeefi, irony nla leyii je)

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Date: 8/5/2017 6:47:00 AM
A real yoruba indigene... The poem is bewitched with irony and sarcasm in its peak of compositions. Indeed awesome!
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