Death Of Sango Poem by Toyo Esuola

When SANGO sleeps
his power is down
Darkness engulfs his turf
and his people frown

For his strength has weakened
from e.c.n to n.e.p.a
As years passed on
degenerated to nepa

SANGO is far too weak, his kids
grown beyond his might
Too only neglect their god
forgetting that no light
no sight

Now we dismember SANGO
disguised as ‘privatisation”
Cutting him into smaller gods
to feed the nation

So as we kill SANGO
will the new gods thrive?
In the midst of corruption
how will they survive.