CHECKOUT THE POEM RELEASED BY A YOUNG TALENTED NIGERIAN TITLED "WE ARE OUR DOOM".

Poem tittle: we are our own doom

Memories of the past had eluded them

Baba is the Messiah, Baba will bring change 

Vision of change Baba shared in his rally 

Corruption will leave the land was the new song

The elders had forgotten the sins of Baba

The youths had looked towards a better life

A few looted funds had been returned 

Baba is surely keeping to his words 

Again looted funds had been returned 

A couple of arrests nd sack of officials 

No concrete work had been done 

Baba said it was going to be a slow start

Papa's had not received his pension

Baba was working on a centralized fund 

Mama could no longer maintain her petty business

Baba had banned importation of goods

Tunde has been displaced from work 

Tunde's boss could no longer pay him

Aisha could no longer afford to travel to abuja

The issue will be rectified said the petroleum minister.

I will not eat garri for 3 consecutive days cried little Ebuka.

My son if only you knew rice was a luxury mama murmured as she usuerd Ebuka to eat.

Baba watched without knowledge of what is to come.

The nation was at a stand still 

We told you so bragged Baba's opposition 

Papa knew he had nothing to offer tunde

Mama kept warning aisha to stay away from men

Ebuka was outside playing

No money for private school, a big ego for public school was all papa could offer.

Unity could no longer be 

The neutral direction of the compass had been favoured 

How did i overlook Baba's previous sins papa wondered 

Ignorance among market women was what made mama vote for Baba in the first place 

Aisha will soon put to bed for a man with which she had no matrimony.

If i sell the old TV i could have enough to survive a week tunde thought.

Doom it was

Our own doom we had usuerd into the dance floor 

If Baba was enjoying the show, we do not know 

The judges will be judged was an obsession Baba had been caught up in

Solace had been taken in religion.

I am

You are

We are

He too is

Our very own doom.

Olisa Chukwuma Patrick,

Author.