THE SONG OF THE YEAR
By G. Naih Peter
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Every year, month, week and day,
In my country,
I am well known,
For I stay within the citizens
Who want to eat, eat,
The sweat of their fellow citizens.
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I just survive everywhere,
Where there’re borders
Or without borders,
Where there’s a male
Or a female, even where there
Is young and an old.
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Charity workers are them
Who may not know me,
And still there’s a little doubt,
That I may be within them
If they want to eat,
Eat the sweat of their fellow citizens.
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My very best qualification,
Is the technological know who,
And not technological knowhow,
For I believe in the tactics
Of eating, since they say,
Blood is thicker than water.
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Where there is anything
To eat is my destination,
Filling the air with bribery,
Tribalism, nepotism and others,
Fulfilling my mission
Of getting rich or die trying.
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I sometimes live in religious places
When the members are supporting me,
But ‘am commonly found
In working places,
Where there’s a lot to dig deep,
Deep into the ground.
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Every man who likes eating,
Loves me without complaining,
But those who don’t know eating,
Keeps complaining and crying,
Because I don’t correct, but keep corrupting,
As the gold diggers keep their slogan,
“Corruption the song of the year”.
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©2008. The poet can be contacted at naih.peter87@gmail.com
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