Sure-P Poem by Tony Adah

Sure-P Sure-P
Shop for the jobless youth
Chop the unemployment cancer
For you are our answer
Enrich the wretched ones.

Wherever you come from
I am sure you are not in short supply
Toy not with your custodians
For their yawwning purses
Are yearning for you.

Drop down your load of employment
Sound your klaxon for the idle youth
Sure-P Sure-P
In these cupped hands
Drop your tidings.
Here the jubilant await you.