Turn By Turn Poem by Babatunde Aremu

Although there is no queue
Its turn by turn
They all lined up for their turns
Skilfully rotating the snowball
To forecast whose turn it is
They form political alliances
They hold tribal meetings
Religious leaders are engaged
Just for them to take their turns
Some resort to foulplay, killing,
Blackmailing, maiming, arson and kidnaping
Just to ensure their turns are secured
Their eyes are gazed on the seat
No one dare deny them of their turns
It is turn by turn, no compromise