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KING OF BOYS


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 difference in leading revolutions 
And in being a leader 
At the heart of leadership and governance 
Is the welfarism of the people 

Well, I do not believe in leadership 
I believe in governance 
In stewardship and in service 
And the significant right of every man 

This is not a hate speech, but a call to order 
Is this really the best we can do?
We have a Messiah, but we need the governor 
Where is Gotham? Who is Batman?
(This isn't Gotham, but where is Batman?)

Iyanu, November 19, 2025.

I just watched the video of the livestream of the terrorist in a church in Kwara State, Nigeria, and I couldn't believe my eyes on what I saw. I was at a loss for words. Then I saw the statistics of the things that had happend this year alone and the humiliation of a Army general recently. It is crazy to say the least, and disheartening.

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