There were high hopes for the City Boy Some protested against his kingdom come Some wanted to to see how it played out Well it has, and we all want him out. There's been fire on the mountain for quite awhile We're not saying it just began now I reserve the worst of my ire For those who stir the chaos with silent hands Silent hands who gift loud guns To massacre humans along religious divide Our eyes are covered in blood (they bleed!) Our skin too numb to utter a word Buhari was the Silent One City Boy the Avoidant One The Flying Savant All of whose promises came to nought I wish I was a dragon and could spit out fire To burn up rocks at the sound of my voice And at the feel of my breath To put an end to every threat Of course, there are problems with every man Every rule, every country, every administration But we've seen men make who make it work In few short years achieved a lot There is a differ...