JEGA
Jega,truly are you human,I doubt.
You are a multiple creation.
A diffusing coast of clean water
Created from filthy warped hands
To flow uphill of utmost treachery.

You were a creation not born
You were created by caustic politics
Weaned by adept sleight of hands
Harboured by cloths of tattered leaves
Guided by tongues of deception

Yet,you need to clean and clean
Or add to the dirt if you wish
Free hand you have to chose your path
But free will they want to take away.
You become a rat inside a gourd.

In your mind you suture your thoughts
You whet you strength and stamina
You pick your lens and take your focus
You are ignorant of attacks and bitterness
You announced yourself with constant strides.

Jega,are you human truly?
You are not. You are a phenonmenon.
You are an ideology,a study.
You are an established law that fails not.
Are you truly human,tell me Jega.

Though your creator with his creativity
Lost power he used to invent you
He is reverred for the lessons in you
That,persistence is the father of success
Jega,you are a mother of new nation.

Now I know who you are.
Cold water,that is what you are
Pleasant to see,good to have
You are soothing when provoked
A pleasant blow to all unpleasantness.

I wish there is a Jega at all crossroads
One that will always point the way
Even when there is all temptation.
Jega phenonmenon, a worthy creation
Of our Professor Attahiru Jega.

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Good work