Dark nights, hot days:
You spoil our fun and ruin our plays
The fridge is warm, the stove is cold Hunger in the house is strong and bold
You come and go, you go and come unsure, unstable, like a dizzy bum
A bright surge now, then a yellow candle our darkest fears you hardly Kindle
Sweat at work, sweat in th homes in churches and mosques and their towers and domes
Factories go without a hum
The cost of your darkness is a pretty sum
Our books unread, homework undone
Through we stay awake till the dark, dark dawn
NEPA, OH! NEPA
some say you rhyme with 'leper'
In your dark we grope
And it's hard to cope.
NEPA:
NEPA is never a popular world in Nigera. Although established to supply electricity to homes, churches, mosques and factories, among other places, NEPAanages to do this with any degree of efficiency.
The result is what is described in this poem complete outage very often, and very low voltage ⚡ (a yellow candle) when there is any supply at all. The result is great inconvenience to people everywhere and huge losses of revenue to the country because the factories cannot work.
Have you ever experienced a power outage? Write a poem on your experience.
