Oriisiriisi itunmo tabi oriki ni awon onimo agbaye ti fun litireso eleyii to je okan pataki, kii se lawujo awon onise alakada nikan bikose laarin awon eniyan awujo pelu.
Okan ninu awon alaye won fi ye wa wi pe literaso je akojopo ogbon, arogun tabi arojinle eleyii ti a fi ona ara gbe jade nipase ogbon atinuda to joju, yala lati fi se idanileko, ikilo, idaraya, akiyesi, afihan iwa ibaje abbl.
Awon nnkan bayii kii won ninu ewi to je okan lara eya litireso. Mi o ni fe soro ju, ki gbogbo re ma ba a daru bi ese telo.
Sugbon ohun to se koko ni wi pe, aimoye ogbon ati oye ni eniyan le ni nipase litireso.
Awon onimo kan tile so wi pe ona to ya ju lati mo nipa awon eya kan ni nipa sise ofintoto lori literaso awon awujo eniyan naa ni pato.
To ba je wi pe won on kewi joba ni, Ojogbon Niyi Osundare ko ba ti je aimoye oba. Akewi apileko to danto ni. Aimoye awon ise ona re lo si maa n gunle awon isele awujo, paapa ju lo, oselu.
Ninu ewi tuntun, akewi se afihan Saraki, to je olori ile igbimo asofin agba gege bi odale ati agbeyinbeboje ati eni to n du ti ara re nikan; lai wo awon eniyan yoku. Ko sai tun menu ba awon oloselu wa ti won paaro egbe bi eni paaro aso.
Ewi tuntun naa ni yii, eleyii to pe akole re ni: Blues For The New Senate King.
Behold, the People ask: Who will save us from our Prostitutes in Power?
Part 1
He wanted so desperately to be King of Senate
He left the Path of Honour behind
Haba! He wanted so desperately to be King of Senate
He left the Path of Honour behind
He stabbed noble Faith and Trust in the back
And put the Traitor's knife on the bonds that bind Power-intoxicated, blinded by ambition
He only cares for three big people: "I, Me, and Myself"
Say, Power-drunk, blinded by ambition
He only cares for three big people: "I, Me, and Myself"
A renegade old book with phoney letters
Vacuous, thumb-stained on History's shelf
His feet never know the way to the house of Honour
"Integrity" is visibly missing in his diction of Deceit
Yes, his feet never know the way to the house of Honour
"Integrity" is visibly missing in his diction of Deceit
He sold us cheap in the commerce of the
backroom caucus
Coming back later with a false receipt
Cocky without conscience, rude without restraint
He traded away a victory won with our sweat and blood
Say, cocky without conscience, rude without restraint
He traded away a victory won with our sweat and blood
A discredited enemy behind his tarnished banner
He trampled the people's Hope in the shameful mud
The fruit never falls far from its tree
True scion of a cold and crooked clan
Ha ha ha, a fruit never falls far from its tree
True scion of a cold and crooked clan
Broken banks, broken dreams, and broken lives
He's a fitting heir to a dubious pedigree
Part 2
PDP in the morning, Labour at noon, APC at night
Wind-vane politicians with multiple tongues
Say, PDP in the morning, Labour at noon, APC at night
Wind-vane politicians with multiple tongues
They plod through life like shameless
masquerades
Their trails are littered by a litany of wrongs
Our rulers stink like festering corpses
Their crimes choke the startled world
Say, Nigeria's rulers stink like festering corpses
Their nuisance chokes the startled world
Honourless, truthless, with hearts of stone
In league, all times, with treacherous forces
Prostitute dealers, perfidious scoundrels
They sell us short in every market
Say, prostitute dealers, perfidious scoundrels
Selling us short in every market
They tilt the till to their bottomless pocket
And cripple the nation with their ruinous racket
Devoid of scruple, averse to sense,
They blight the ballot and steal our vote
Alas, devoid of scruple, averse to sense
They blight the ballot and steal our vote
They cast us adrift on the swindled oceans
With tattered sails and leaking boat
And WE THE PEOPLE are the absent factor
Bought, sold, disdainfully discarded
Agbaga!* WE THE PEOPLE are the absent factor
Bought, sold, disdainfully discarded
Servile servants of mindless masters
We forgo our right to be well regarded
*Horror of horrors!
- Niyi Osundare
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