Viper of human venom,
Calling me into a feast of colloquial nom.
Feast of the living deaths;
Who will die soon?
Paradise of pirates,
Celebrating with corpses,
If you dare resist them
Your life can become a transit existence.
Blood is in their hands
Evil is in their hearts
Youths became ghost;
Leaving the streets like an autumn breeze.
Resist their baptism if you can
They are monsters;
Making mothers motherless
Making fathers fatherless.
Graveyards all over our fatherland,
Motherland if that's what you called it.
They are all over our schools
In government offices too.
They are in the police,
They are more in our family;
Terrorising citizens in neighbourhood
Committing crimes and atrocities.
They are killing what they cannot eat,
When you see them,
You must safe yourself.
A vulture is better than them.
If only they know;
That he that kills by the sword -
Must surely die one day by the swords.
☠️© Prince Ojoka ✍🏼💀
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