What Ails Thee, My Country?

My country is sick, I am not sure what it is!
Her name is Nigeria, Maybe she has Diarrhoea,

Her citizens walk around with grim faces,
Like they are tired of seeing the green faeces,

What's the matter,
You look like you saw something shatter!
Is it hopes,dreams,expectations ?

Let's examine her sin tonnes:

She has a waste product known as government,
Unlike food meant to nourish, it has become a torment!

Before it began, it made promises,
Remind her of those and you would be shown out of the premises!

Her Politicians were very thin,
Now they need no thing!
Their commitment to their oaths are WATERY,
Like mucus in diarrhea,the type you see in poultry.

Bowel movement,sounds of discontent!
The citizens besiege the embassies, desperate to flee,
Their basic rights they cant enjoy even with a plea!

Lets take a specimen of this stool
To see the men and what they use for their tool,
What are their names ,
What are their blames ?

Doctor's find:
these are the worms implicated,
Police:a putrid and corrupt organism
An Insipid and a social parasite.

Lawyers,exploit the gaps
Help rich crooks get off like water from a running tap

Local Government chairmen,
These are the village sharemen,
They split the loot like they care not a hoot.
etc.

Doctor's Prescription:
I hereby recommend a good anti government tic
It is guaranteed to act quick

Righteousness exalts a nation
Sin is a reproach and brings condemnation!

An Original Discharge from Freddy's Literary Loo!

The Reality of Immorality-A woman's role

Immorality has an ugly personality
It is a spiritual illegality
That thrives on nudity
Perpetrated by a gruesome mentality

Sodom and Gommorah
Dont forget that memorial

Lots wife
Lost her life

Jezebel , the queen of the Infidels
Thought she was a belle, proved to be hell's

Your pictures I see
Differ from the scriptures i read

Eve sought a cover
You bought that which uncovers

Skin bleaching
Giving you marks and itching
All for who , all for what
You do this for lack of Thought.

Is a woman just a Body ?
How about a Mind ?
How about a Spirit ?
How about a Soul ?

Your lifestyle glorifying the body
Got your man sighing,what a burden!

Hips,lips and finger tips you alter
Thinking to get to the altar

How they strain!
What a pain!
All in Vain!

You mess up my Hormone
You stress up my Testoterone

You strip your hip
Making the brothers lose their grip

You are not just giving birth
Many have from you received death
Strife and contention
Knife can cut through this Tension

Time to wake up
Get away from the make up
A smile is better by a mile
And it's free too
No need for a shopping spree too

Addicted to the mirror
I wish you could see your error
Just to be sure , you ask me if you are fine
Must I look at what is not mine ?

Dont you realise ?
Adultry can be commited with the eyes!
Just a lewd look
Gets you into the Death book.

You wear them tight
Even though it dont look right
You wear them short
Yet you dont prefer men short
You love them revealing
No longer into the veiling

Your dresses are Daring
Lots of Tearing and Baring
Just your way of declaring
Your Independence
Your moral Decadence

You are into fashion
That promotes Ungodly passion

You think beauty should rest only outwardly ?
You missed it outrightly.

You dream of marriage
Thereafter lose your carriage

You are supposed to be a helper
But that lights off a memory about NEPA.

When you rely on the artificials
Just a touch here or there of those chemicals
You deny the Glory in the Naturals

Your best Legacy ?
Is to cover your Privacy!
For it shows your spiritual Literacy.

My female friends,
Do I sound like a hateful,chauvinistic fiend ?
Have I ruffled your feathers ?
This is so we can stay together.
I love you, that's the reason I bother.

An Original from freddy's Literary Kitchen!