Monopoly

Their fames sound in every sector
Not because of their capability
But because their man is in the office
Government offices become their heritage

No other person dreamt of the office
It is their birth right, their turn
A traditional exchange of baton
And the race continues in their race

It doesn’t matter whether he is a lame
He must run the race
Limping becomes part of the race
Ejected are those with incomparable talents

With this, how would the nation grow?
Corruption has become our life partner.
To be like them you must pay for it
Or else, the baton perpetually eludes you

Who started this is no more the question
But who continues to live in it
No matter where, when and how
No matter the level of the deed

Rigging of election is not for nothing
Behind it lies a prejudice
Our man must be there to shadow us
Our man must be there to help our race

We should then reflect twice about our future
Before we raze it with today’s gain

About Author /

Ugonna Johnbosco Ezeomedo (ojombo) is a philosopher, poet, educationist, web developer and social & political analyst. He lives in Awka – Nigeria. He loves working with computer and other creative works.

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