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MY LOVER IS A KILLER

   He is so handsome that you would think he is an angel He is good with words that you would mistake him for a poet He prays a lot that you would easily think he is a saint He promised me the world and forever, so I  innocently had faith in love once again. I buried myself in trusting him... Then as soon as I was head over heels in love and dancing carefree in his arms with my eyes closed, he grabs a knife from HELL and pierced through my flesh to my soul.  He watched me bleed out while he silently smiled from a corner. The stab was deep, he didn't hit to miss at all. My lover knew exactly what he was doing, he is nothing but a killer.  I'm dead but only to live in an invisible realm where I'm invincible. 

Dis Na Naija

Refuse walking the streets
Led by the hands of owners
The light directors are lovers of darkness
And the old and young sings
"Na Naija we dey"

The last person in a row miraculously gets attention
The inheritance of many are shared by a few
And the people say in admiration
"Na naija be dis"

The book masters feed on skirts
And for a piece in black and white
They forcefully gain many notes
"Who cares" they shout
Dis na Naija

Her flower is forcefully plucked by a gang of harmless boys
Her mother weeps to the angels in Black
Who after shaking hands with the poor boys hurried away without a word
The neighbours whisper
"Na naija wey dey"

The ones with red stain in their hands walk the streets proudly
And those that bother to notice
Gain uniform and chains
The noble judge is richly cursed by his father
And the stool of lies
Sits boldly on truth
The rich weeps in abundance
And the poor smiles in lack
"It is okay" the people scream
"Dis na naija".



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