A poet by Yommy Bishop
Happiness is far from the needless star
Satisfaction denied by the noble man
Change of style and performance, a total deception
Yet his profess Love has no direction.
Fruitfulness can’t be achieved without penetration.
This change, a promise in trust
To be a better lover no matter the cost
Expecting his magic touch take her to Eldorado
But he has no balls for potent result
So, he remained incommunicado.
When this change, change not the way
But rather change the chains in the game
We all become a victim of pain.
No pain no gain, that’s their claim
But this change is driving us all insane.
When this change, change not the aim
But brings the people up for slain
We will all cry out again
Herdsmen with their machete hacking
Boko-haram still in one corner bragging.
Seems this government has no direction.
These men can’t perform, what frustration
More like an erectile dysfunction.
How would we survive this emotional defect?
Putting us all in a state of neglect.
When this change is not what was preached
The fantasy our mind can’t reach
We will lose hope and be bereaved
Cos’ it’s a fallacy of believe.
Our Economy kept nose diving, in the land poverty is biting.
When this change, change not for good
But plays us the fool
We will all be found the devil’s tool.
We will match through the land on bare foot
Until this government is giving a boot.
Old men old rags, Erection still a major snag
Impotent and unproductive, they can’t ejaculate the truth
Corruption and Impunity strongly instituted in their root.
Now that the young coalition is coming through
Hope this is not another comic book ?
Yommy Bishop (The Preacher’s Son)