… where sa-tyres never go flat

Prize for Satire

October 1st 2061

October 1st 2061

By: Ayobami Kayode Tijani ah’mad.

In this office,

we still have troops of baboons

cleaning their buttocks filled with faeces with looted funds.

At hundred and one,

snakes are not yet done swallowing the nation’s money —

the wild isn’t expecting them anytime soon.

Today, men in black have built more houses —

on roads that display the map of Africa on them —

these men no longer collect old naira notes but crispy ones.

This hungry poet with sunken eyes

wishes the colony of rats feasting on the books of our dreams a happy in-dependence day.

For making the governance of this nation a family affair,

our “legislathief body” deserves a paradise on earth;

A paradise made of wooden materials.

Another year of exchanging vote for two cups of rice

Another era of tussle between poverty

and those who educate the nations

Again, another phase of faces facing the outside world till father land is completely stripped off his giantess.

After today’s celebration,

tell those who are out to deflate the protruding bellies of lies of our “sicknators” that

the bellies of our “politrickcians” are like salamander limbs; when you cut them they regrow.

Ayobami Kayode Tijani ah’mad is a student interested in writing and academics. He is a third year Literature in English student at Usmanu Danfodio University, Sokoto. He hails from Ibadan, Oyo state, Nigeria. When not studying, he is experimenting writing styles on diverse aspects.

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