This Generation Is An Evil Generation Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

At where we all meet
I, the devil sat by the door
As the car move on steadily;
Then, at checkpoint, where men in black barks and wave all to pull over for a note, hundred or fifty.
'Useless people' said a lady sitting at the front.
'It will only take a hundred naira note for one to transport human head or even gun or drugs.' A man said from the back seat.
'Are we all not the same? '
All eyes on me!
Yes... i saw a lecturer sitting next to me cursing the men.
I reminded him of many a time he has failed students for not buying his books... caused many into extension who didn't bribe him
Frustrated a girl out of school for not warming his bed.
I saw another woman, she works in the ministry
She denied several people jobs because they had no cash to buy the job... no bigman to recommend them
And another man, who go to work at will because it is government work
Another who abandoned his duties but earn the salaries and faces his business
And here was another who must reap apart ladies legs married or single before helping them
And here is she who exploit all men and women sexually in exchange for anything no matter how minute.
And another who loot in any little opportunity.
And they said to me 'are you not guilty too? '
I said no, because i am already the devil.
They don't know how many people are wishing them dead... they don't know how many people will waste no second to twist the heads until they are dead; only to be given a little opportunity to do so.
Truly, the police are saints compare to all of you
If not worse than, you are all policemen.

-Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu, Rabboni