Days and weeks of toil and languish
Months and years of pain and anguish
Odds of new citizens tis looking peevish
New acts developed by the elderly ones tis making everything glitch
The land desolate and made heaps of reech
Their synagogue has became a fortress for bitches
Mosques, habitation for witches
People make evil wishes
the wealthy want more of his riches
They are parasitic on the poor like leeches
Using people's blood and flesh as dishes
skulls and cranial nerves of human in their kitchens.
They work and yearn for futility
and desist from anything called humility
This world tis made a chassis
It's full of the skeletons of the righteous
the work they do is for crisis
they are lovers and Cravers of things impetuous.


© ABIMBOLA TML