My last day in Lagos
Doubled up as my worst day
I almost missed my flight with the angels
But the maniacal mob was at hand
To ignite the one wheeled
Human rocket doused in gasoline
My worst day in Lagos
Was my last day for sure
They sent me out of the country
Without a passport or Visa
Ashes to ashes airlines
Dust to dust terminal
On my last day in Lagos
I was relieved of my hand luggage
For it was stolen
I was relieved of some blood and flesh
For the maniacal mob was at hand
Their cruel finishing touches
On my last day in Lagos
My life flashed between the slaps
Leader of tomorrow no more
I lead today this escape from Hell
My crime my sin? I aimed
too low
I should have waited and stole a Billion
My last day in Lagos
Came, only to pass quickly
May my tormentors live long
May their blood burn with the flames of my live cremation
Let their jollof turn to glass while they chew
May their last days in Lagos be worse than mine.
Dr Wilson Orhiunu
Babawilly
1/12/16
