*ECOBONDAGERS*
In the rage of siren wailing
The knots grasp our growths
Who would loose these knots?
Saraki's Son or Atiku's daughter
We have been gripped in shackles; that make us
Stiff like glue to a leather
_Tatashé_ and _Iru_ are now imported
Iweala's uncle does the logistics
No progress-like a lifeless snail
In our shells, we mute our voices
Yet, Ali and Simbi wants to become an activist
Like Fawehimi that was silenced
They stock the fishes in our pond in their water tank
Sharing _Panla, Shawa_ and _Ojuyobó_ amongst themselves
Like soldier ant's entourage, they March towards our pond
"Empty it", their soul echoes
The solution to this, who knows?
A revolution, though one sided led *"take it back"* into detention
Who would save this dungeon-like-nation of ours?
Obasanjo, Atiku or our so-called Messiah Buhari?
God owns the land, but we manage it
Prayers? We've done that and still doing it
Yet, Gumi and Oyedepo usurp our mindset with
Founder-favouring scriptures
Fathers in their robe
Imams in their Jilbab and turban
Still seek power beyond-to keep ecobondagers in power for _eja dindin's sake_
Abiboy left a minute after been birthed solely because of our nation's odour
One day
Just one day
The true ones would avail our fishes
To and for our nation's progress.
©Idris AbdulRahman Omeiza
*#SoftPen*