john chizoba vincent
A Packet Of Lies - Poem by john chizoba vincent
I will build houses on the oceans
And you shall have no cause to
Cry again like those without shelter;
I will build an Estate and make it
Free of charge for all masses.
I shall declare my assets naked
When you vote for me this time.
All students shall go on scholarship,
I will build schools and hostel for them,
All the beggars shall dine on my table;
No more beggars strike, all are free to beg no more.
When the rain fall, it shall drench none,
The sun shall not harm our children.
One plate of food twice a day for all public school
Children in the country, is that not a change?
All the children shall be well taken care of
Because they are the leaders of tomorrow.
I will take care of the widows in the land,
I shall be their husband day and night,
None shall be barren in this land of hope;
For there shall be plenty to eat and leave.
The widows shall be elevated in my courtyard,
None shall cry over their lost husbands.
Henceforth, I shall do my own share
In the building of this great nation,
I shall attend to matter of the state,
Great delicate diplomatic issues shall I solve.
The roads shall smile and rejoice when I assume office.
I shall share the national cake equally,
I will repair the refineries and fight corruption in the state,
I shall play my own role in the nation building.
Insurgency shall be no more,
Killing and terrorism shall end,
BH shall I conquer within three months in office,
Vote for me! vote for change! ! Vote for me! ! !
I know the way to the BH's heart which we know.
I shall stand for everyone in the country,
For I shall go against my own grain to satisfy your
Mutual quest of corrupt free country.
Freedom shall be for the Bus-drivers,
The market women shall testify and rejoice,
I will make our currency higher than the pounds.
I am for everybody and not for anyone,
Vote for change not transformation,
Vote for united nation not for disunity.
Vote for freedom of the press,
Vote for social amenities,
I wll serve those that vote for me and those
That didn't vote for me because everyone has his choice to make.
I will turn the country round to favour all,
The hunt and the hunted, and the hunter.
Abundance of bread shall we all live in,
I promise not to fail you when you vote for me.
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