WORLDS APART

Permit me to sound offensive
This isn't a romance series
Permit me to resurrect your senses
Murdered and buries in concocted theories
Senses flushed in miscarriage promises
Of lie tales and super stories

Under southern rain and sun in Kano
They boarded flights and paddled canoe
Crawling, begging, crying for votes
Raining down promises and bank notes
Now our phone calls are but a taboo
The best thieves wear tie not tattoo

"One Nigeria", their chorus of lies
Singing fake love with tongues of disguise
Quarantining us to the ebola world
Building bulletproof gate and two-edged sword
"Beware of dogs" and their muscular guards
Beware of economy and time so hard

The obsessive consumption of greed for wealth,
While the poor cannot even afford good health,
Is the same reason we buy things we don't treasure,
Just to ride on the poor with all pleasure,
Deep down we know we are in sorrow,
What then is the hope for a better tomorrow?

We are inches away from each other,
Yet address ourselves with so much anger,
We claim rights and want justice for the lies we tell,
Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell,
And so when inequality announces its presence,
We fall worlds apart and always keep distance.

Hear me! There is no room, justice nor right,
To deem anyone as unequal at just a glance or sight,
Be like Christ by learning to live simply,
Oppress no one regardless of his disability,
Respect people's opinions, sexuality and diversity,
We would no longer be worlds apart if only we embrace equality.

                                                                                                          Peter Benjamin

Saefhenry Osas
Audio version by John Esan