First Gentleman with Wilson Orhiunu
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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 day in Lagos be worse than mine.
Dr Wilson Orhiunu
Babawilly
1/12/16
Every Lagosian will have his last day in the city, for no Lagosian lives forever. But when that day comes we all pray and hope for a pain free transition surrounded by crying children and great grandchildren whose sorrows will be alleviated by what they hear when the will is read.
The very young dying is never desirable and when it happens in the street at the hands of adults in a most painful way every Lagosian suffers.
I saw the images of a young male ‘offender’ burnt in daylight while some wicked people brought out their mobile phones to film the tragedy. I am sure that when Motorola rolled out the first Mobile Phones out in 1973 they never envisaged that their 1.1 Kg creation would one day morph into a slick telecommunicating camera in the hands of animals in human skin.
The surname of a Nigerian is such a big deal and it appears to me that people have little empathy for children who do not share their surname. And when the surname is from a distant tribe a loved family pet might evoke better treatment. This is just an opinion, but how else do I explain the burning of a child on the streets of a city in this day and age. One cannot blame the child for the punishment far outweighs any crime he might have committed. The mad mob who incidentally do not expect to be burnt alive when they are caught stealing office supplies at work and who bow in obeisance to any citizen who can get their filthy paws on government money, this mad mob are to blame.
With no arrests by the police, the lesson on display is that small time crime does not pay for you get lynched but big government money pimping is all good
