Corruption In Nigeria.

Run win when
The rain race roof
Like pal pen Paul
And Sarah sat sad.

By the rail clicking clock
And the Bishop in dirty cloak
From a window
I saw a helpless widow

And her Sky wasn't blue
And the Sun living half
Our Nation have dead cue
And our justice a sharpless blade

Going to a farm clearing no bush
And the widow without a hoe
Weeds whole bush
And had her bath in dew.

Quarrel broke like a broken glass
Pieces fly a distance league
Hit the uniforms in the class
Blind a Nation in Greenish wig.

How a drop of water floods a Nation
Pulling out all limitation
Stains national fingers
Plants sunny dangers.