Musings From An Amused Muse

Good Intentions

We had good intentions but bad motivations

So instead, they pointed the semi-auto to my Nation.

One of the finest ladies but no strong foundation

So, we try to cover the flaws with a little foundation.

Government by the people for the people, what people?

But how did we get here? I self-reflect....

I'll start with Abacha cause that's where my memory takes root

Ray-ban Abacha,

If you mess with our military you wouldn't like the gas.

Cause in terms of strength we were strong no doubt

But in human living was there any doubt,

The people were afraid cause the men were known to load guns

Whispers between us as to what goes on behind closed doors.

Still I'd say it was a relief to tell the truth

When he pulled an Adam and bit the forbidden fruit.

In came Obasonjo the baba himself

We said to ourselves 'let's test this democracy sef'

Out went the uniform

In came the agbada.

'Baba Ibeji' would go on to erect infrastructures

But below the surface we were lacking the structure

Τhe leaders that govern us our reps and senators;

Greedily scheming, and piling cash

While our problems be brewing and piling fast.

8 years gone in a painful slow flash,

In came Yar'adua

Yar'dua..... my mind is always full of what ifs..

What if he never fell sick and had more time?

But a year was all he would get, quite a short time

In office..

Τhe 'vice' Goodluck stepped into the office

And we all thought; Goodluck might bring us luck

But he had too much 'patience' when he came to work

He had good intentions but lacked the steely resolve to refuse to bend to the powers that be.

Subsidy opened the flood gates and it never stopped pouring.

Terrorism intensified and caused more weeping,

Gulliver of Africa but the giant is sleeping

During those six years we drew closer to red lines

With newspapers always having strange headlines

The people rallied up, said its time for change

Now, years later and all the money is change.

Mr. president, you got good intentions

But the fight with corruption is an unending battle

4 years gone and now everyone is fighting.

The youths are getting desperate, morals are reducing

It's a jungle out here and we steadily bruising...

All my life I been hearing vision 20/20

But can't see no optician

This cornea is plenty deadly but it's time to rectify

Cause except it rains holy water we can't be sanctified?

But why is it that when the North is pacified, the South is dissatisfied

Like there is no middle ground

Even our middle belt is unbuckled

Who's ready to fight to the end?

Raise a fist with bleeding knuckles...

Corruption motivates us so all I see is good intentions and bad motivations.

But dedicate yourself to selfless deeds

All it takes is a small spark to spread the wild fire

We've been pierced by thorns, a late bloomer a wild flower

When they try to bury our voice we germinate like a seed

Cause it's time we use good motivations to fulfill the good intentions.