IF NOT FOR GOD...

Like a player, home in accord with his Father
For the Owner, he deserves a nine in the squad
The Manager sees him rather as a spectator
He sees it a worthwhile venture or more of an adventure.
If not for God . . .

There comes the match before the match
Taking place as usual in the silent dark field
Between the Manager and the Owner
The debate was ‘intense’, the fight lively
If not for God . . .
 
As expected, the real match began
And in accordance with the owner’s and Father’s will
The controversial player introduced
He’s now got to fight to stay on the pitch
If not for God . . .
 
That manager becomes unsettled
She struggles to eliminate the player
Joined in the process by an uninvited Referee
Kicks! Headbutts! Punches! Wrestles!
If not for God . . .
 
 This helpless player on the pitch of life
The Father and the owner conniving with the linesmen
Just to keep him on that deadly field
Until that manager becomes infinitely helpless If not for God . . .
 
Written by: Patrick Tanloju
Edited by: Bankole Kolawole

PAMPERED VILLAINS....

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O! How long will Madam Justice bleed in Blood and tears?

Fed with sour vinegar, every now and then

Raped, stabbed and left to ache in burning coals

... Yet villains are left to take away her one and only coat.

How heroes are compelled to romance prison floors
For no reason in particular
Still villains and their co. flex, wine and dine in Ivory towers.

Madam 'J' must be placed in pleasant places
Else Bro. Jonah might just be running a shadow chasing race to places
Ruminating, gallivanting gallantly in the Land of Sentiment .

Where is this wrecking to?
Why is Justice kidnapped erroneously?
Pushed, painted, plastered and battered with emotional grenades
Back, front, left and right, despite in sight
Of a certain 'not my idea' Captain.


For how long will Boko continue to harass our caves ruthlessly
And our I.G.P gets a national award gorgeously?
Arrant nonsense! foolish intelligence!!
What a show of bastardized democracy!
Dictatorial diplomacy, sentimental judiciary!

Little wonder, Mother South presented a certain Henry
With 24 befitting gifts of scintillating imprisonment
Still, Jonah is fast asleep in that rock they call 'Aso'


Villain Jemisi! a pat on your back?
Discharged and acquitted
For re-inventing and rediscovering wings and feathers
For pounds and dollars to fly in billions and zillions

Little wonder! you bagged a deserving international award
Of 13 years in strangulating comfort,
Elevating rapport with hardened criminals
Still, Bro. Jonah listened with divided attention.

Waking up to grant Alami a pardon.
Hmm... interestingly dignifying indeed
What a lactating adult!
Pampering villains and battering heroes.

Aba ! sacrilegious Bulama
Kai! Barao! Banza! Pardoned Shege!
Eh! 30 something billion dollars in 13 minute minutes?
Ebele! Kadan Kadan.

...And we go again
Arise O compatriots, Nigeria 's call obey
To serve Nigeria with all our strength or NOT BY FORCE?
Again, To uphold her honour and glory
By inventing and re-inventing
Discovering and re-discovering wings and feathers
For pounds and dollars, to fly in billions and zillions?