The view is the same under the bridges of Lagos
Be it Oshodi, Obalende, Ikeja or CMS
The jostle of bodies, everyone in a hurry
Yellow fevered traffic wardens, more interested in money
Recharge card umbrellas, all littered about
At night the bulbs come alive to illuminate their wares
The bus park in the corner, not far from the Tout
The speaker on the pole, announcing transport fares
During the day, voices ring at the newspaper stand
And at night the smoke rises from the suya spot
Eagle eyed hustlers on the look to take command
Of the perfect prey, another Jjc caught
The view is the same under the bridges of Lagos
So keep a sharp eye, because this is Lagos.
