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“Come Sunday, they troop to the church/ Friday, they mouth their mantra in pious mosques/ But they pervert Justice all week long” Read this Viral Poem about Nigerian Corruption & Hypocrisy

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Professor Niyi Osundare

Professor Niyi Osundare, 69, Nigeria’s multiple award-winning poet and 2014 winner of the Nigerian National Merit Award (NNMA) for academic excellence,  composes this poem to reflect the anomic times in the country’s judiciary.

The Poem is now trending in the social media.

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My Lord

Please tell me where to keep your bribe?

Do I drop it in your venerable chambers

Or carry the heavy booty to your immaculate mansion

Shall I bury it in the capacious water tank

In your well laundered backyard

Or will it breathe better in the septic tank

Since money can deodorize the smelliest crime

Shall I haul it up the attic

Between the ceiling and your lofty roof

Or shall I conjure the walls to open up

And swallow this sudden bounty from your honest labour

Shall I give a billion to each of your paramours

The black, the light, the Fanta-yellow

They will surely know how to keep the loot

In places too remote for the sniffing dog

Or shall I use the particulars

Of your anonymous maidservants and manservants

With their names on overflowing bank accounts

While they famish like ownerless dogs

Shall I haul it all to your village

In the valley behind seven mountains

Where potholes swallow up the hugest jeep

And Penury leaves a scar on every house

My Lord

It will take the fastest machine

Many, many days to count this booty; and lucky bank bosses

May help themselves to a fraction of the loot

My Lord

Tell me where to keep your bribe?

My Lord

Tell me where to keep your bribe?

The “last hope of the common man”

Has become the last bastion of the criminally rich

A terrible plague bestrides the land

Besieged by rapacious judges and venal lawyers

Behind the antiquated wig

And the slavish glove

The penguin gown and the obfuscating jargon

Is a rot and riot whose stench is choking the land

Behind the rituals and roted rigmaroles

Old antics connive with new tricks

Behind the prim-and-proper costumes of masquerades

Corruption stands, naked, in its insolent impunity

For sale to the highest bidder

    Interlocutory and perpetual injunctions

Opulent criminals shop for pliant judges

Protect the criminal, enshrine the crime

And Election Petition Tribunals

Ah, bless those goldmines and bottomless booties!

Scoundrel vote-riggers romp to electoral victory

All hail our buyable Bench and conniving Bar

A million dollars in Their Lordship’s bedroom

A million euros in the parlor closet

Countless naira beneath the kitchen sink

Our courts are fast running out of Ghana-must-go’s*

The “Temple of Justice”

Is broken in every brick

The roof is roundly perforated

By termites of graft

My Lord

Tell me where to keep your bribe?

Judges doze in the courtroom

Having spent all night, counting money and various “gifts”

And the Chief Justice looks on with tired eyes

As Corruption usurps his gavel.

Crime pays in this country

Corruption has its handsome rewards

Just one judgement sold to the richest bidder

Will catapult Judge & Lawyer to the Billionaires’ Club

The Law, they say, is an ass

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow

But the Law in Nigeria is a vulture

Fat on the cash-and-carry carrion of murdered Conscience

Won gb’ebi f’alare

     Won gb’are f’elebi**

They kill our trust in the common good

These Monsters of Mammon in their garish gowns

Unhappy the land

Where jobbers are judges

Where Impunity walks the streets

Like a large, invincible Demon

Come Sunday, they troop to the church

Friday, they mouth their mantra in pious mosques

But they pervert Justice all week long

And dig us deeper into the hellish hole

Nigeria is a huge corpse

With milling maggots on its wretched hulk

They prey every day, they prey every night

For the endless decomposition of our common soul

My Most Honourable Lord

Just tell me where to keep your bribe.

*   Large, extremely tough bags used for carrying heavy cash in Nigeria

** They declare the innocent guilty

   They pronounce the guilty innocent

*The poem was first published by Sahara reporters

The News Agency of Nigeria (NAN) was established by the Federal Government of Nigeria in May 1976 to gather and distribute news on Nigeria and cover events of interest to Nigeria at the international level for the benefit of the Nigerian Media and the Public.

5 Comments

  1. Marian

    October 27, 2016 at 10:39 pm

    Sir, Twale!!! This is Nigeria. You can’t even sleep past 5 in some places unless you use a sleeping aid. Muslims will start their own at 5 and as soon as they are done christians will start their own too. If you are lucky maybe it will only be two churches doing praise and worship at the same time. Is the outside speaker thing even legal?

    To quote my pastor “You get no credit for going to church (or mosque). No credit for listening only for practicing and doing”

  2. A Real Nigerian

    October 27, 2016 at 11:27 pm

    What a disgusting, decaying country Nigeria is.

  3. party

    October 28, 2016 at 3:59 pm

    Cursed minds

  4. molarah

    October 29, 2016 at 8:39 am

    Hmmm…deep stuff. And scarily enough, this is the type of travesty God was accusing the Israelites of in the Book of Isaiah. People that know how to act a religious game, but neglect all the basics of social justice, allowing corruption and violence to reign. We are headed towards self-destruction as a society, and we need to turn back from this evil fast, before it destroys us.

  5. Flexe

    October 29, 2016 at 10:49 am

    This is deep….and so true! I was so entranced by his words and the pictures they painted which showed how far we have sunk as a country. It’s so sad that nothing works anymore!
    *
    The law, they say, is an ASS
    Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
    – Prof. Niyi Osundare

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