our leaders fight for treasures
There is no thirst to serve
in their quest for the sceptre
Political thugs everywhere
as they lay ambush
to commit political killings
And like a game of death
politics is played
For the blood of Funsho Williams cries,
and in the mind of the people of Ekiti land
the memory of Daramola's assassination
will forever live
How do we mend our political walls,
who will portray democracy
in its real nature?
I present this as a suit
before the good people of Nigeria
as I rest my pen
and hope for a new dawn.
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