This piece is about the before and after all the elections has been concluded......We discover the real secret behind our leaders .....This piece is not to castigate any figure nor start an ideology war between the two major political parties......its just the obvious truth I've observed from the sidelines and I decided to craft this piece nice reading ......


He kept a clear head

His manifesto no red tapes

A clear line of action for the youth

His pride.....The man from the roots

 

Soon  the commercials came

The phantom shenanigans games

He swore no evil by name

This is politics! Don't be lame!!!!!

The camera and the crowd showed him fame  

The game and men he administered blame

This isn't the promise at the helm

 

This is politics everyone can't be helped

Soon he forgot the men who sowed

Under the harsh sun....The cold he reaped

The tattered and wretched he quipped

Should wait he must be very quick

 

When they gathered to speak the mongering

The celebration celebrated their mourning

Their mornings bellowed a thousand moaning

The golden street he boasted is snoring

Reeking of pity and disgust

While his one room office has a thousand flowers

Ointments and Americanised odour eaters

While our pillow is a gutter full of bloody heaters

 

His head is clear again

Our thumbs are not in pains

Vote we must!

Vote we will!

We need to share this mosquitoes

we need to share your plans

Your clear head

For every vote we give!

Is a better Nigeria

Vote not fight!