Our soul danced gallantly to the melody of the bomb blast
When Shekarau and his juju gang, banged the drums of insurgency with bias
Glittering skin burnt into ashes, while gifting them over to the apparitions.
Chibok Queens hope of returning had been flattered since they were eloped
Our heart pondered when ballot paper want to change the Aso-Rock Chief Priest
Fake prophecies scared our boldness, now our land will be flooded with blood
Tales of true lies narrating how ethnic war will defeat our peace
All sent into the cave of avail, locked up by our God.
Violent cyclones swept away the umbrellas of corrupted saints
Since the rain of corruption had henceforth become a cliché on our soil
Power was swallowed by the dragon of change
Speaking to its cabinet legs, rendering them null and void
Our naira fell down from high pinnacle of value
Paralyzing our economy, standing stagnant like a statue
Kobo folded its alms watching its best friend been murdered by looters who hate the tales of “one naira equates one dollar”.
Oil depot becomes an early morning primary school assembly
Where customers straighten up a line, before oil fed their containers which are hungry
Century of naira and its half now birth a litre of petrol.
In a land where ocean of oil spring, sprang and flow
Electricity! Our respectable agent of darkness, in your weakness the dusky angel overshadowed our earth.
Thou whose past glory, made us neglect our lamp,
With its dividence, provoking modern technology to vogue on our land
Shallow ground swallowed great men
Sinking them to death, honouring not the celeb.
In his rudeness, he took away the crown from The Oni Of Ife
Respecting not the staff of office,in the hand of Ogoga Of Ikere.
I will openly report 2015 to 2016,
Of how her predecessor had written for us a bad history.
My eye shall reveal for her the movie my sight had glanced
During thick and thin, when smiling was making me frank.
I will advice 2016,to learn from the fall of his predecessor
And to neglect the path that made her fall.
Never to walk on its foot path that spew evil
And on its legacy, where insurgency send souls to heaven.
I will charge 2015 to the court of law,
To face the crime, why she has made our solace become a discomfort.
There she shall be sentenced to the prison of life extinction
Where choruses of liberty to welcome a new year shall be song.