I saw you flamboyant years ago,
with your bilabial tongue we adore.
flying through our ear full of ego.
as we danced to your tune you pass the door
the corrupted.
men and women catatonic smile,
leaving their haven to your hell of cue,
warming their body on your agent gun.
children at home abandoned to cry,
mama! papa! their voice naked dew.
the corrupted.
my hands up you won again.
You bragged,for your work not in vain.
people shouts in a perplex jubilation.
ready to stand and gain attention.
the corrupted.
we never knew left nor right,
driven by your precarious plane pilot.
singing day and night,
songs of handicapped plight.
the corrupted.
Our professors are out aloof,
speaking from their belly of deception.
Bending English to suit the truth,
they are one of the agents of corruption.
we don't need your grammars!
All we need is the truth!
even the carpenter's hand can't hammer,
if no air we can't breath.
The voiceless voice,
has mellow the grave.
who will give us a voice?
that will be craved.
my sound is beyond the roars of the sea,
telling this tale of eve.
it hurt many ears listen deaf,
running from embrace danger they fear.
We all are corrupted,
a sense of hilarious humour.
reflecting back to the shadow of miraged mirror.
the corrupted
Go to the ghetto,
a place that makes even a sleeping baby cry,
unknown to the nursing mother she said ‘it was just a
mere dream' no ma the lad is in a scary hand of the
corrupted.
nudge him in prayers,
before mere turn severe.
The world cry, now fatigue,
demons dance amazed joy.
street now antique.
the corrupted.
I am a prisoner of change,
demons to looters.
pile among million siege.
I weary not until they flutters.
the corrupted.
eke the ground will sink,
the redness of my teeth people's reference points.
Hatred, the reason of the sick,
should i be quiet in silent agony amidst.
Truth has dressed up itself,
justice taller than man, reducing the coat of Abiola.
My pen will bleed it last,
until change comes.
Your lovely 
