Dna Test, Are You Sure You Are A Daddy? Poem by Raimi Babatunde

At the mention of DNA test
Some softwares trip
Cool child runs within them
None is ever sure of a firing
Afterall, sharp shooters still miss fire
If you aren't afraid of scans
To determine our child's sexuality
What is the ruse about DNA test?

Not all women are infidels
There are evil practitioners
Intentionally they swap babies
Like guys swap girlfriends
What makes you so sure
That you are your father'schild
This table is not only shaking
I hope to break the legs

When my sperm travels through the epididymis
Direct into the vas deferens
From the seminiferous tubules
Am I even sure it is sperm?
It could be mere "Ogi"
How do you impregnate a software?
While you are plagued with erectile dysfunction?
Ladies beware, impotent men abound

Wait, don't go nowhere
"I never finish with you"
When your arteries are plagued
You can never "Do The Do"
It is called atherosclerosis
Sex is intended for pleasure
And for procreation my friend
Don't be called Daddy by another's child
Let us all seek full medical check up

When married women slay
They turn real side chicks
Especially the married but single
Even Solomon in his prime
Cannot match their orgies
They drive in their cars
And just flash you twice
If you can decipher the code
"You go just dey clean the playhead"
While real Oga hussles for the family

No time to check time
One month after birth
Conduct proper DNA test
Let us settle this thing once
But be sure of your generator of generations
That it is working in full capacity
To avoid stories that touches the heart
Don't say i didn't warn you

That goodbye sex with your ex
The night vigils with loud loans
With "Ekwueme" at the background
The client you shagged for the cheque
The MD you seduced for that account
The "thing" might have entered
Don't give it to another man
It is pure evil
A day of reckoning looms

Terrible days are here
The devil was once a saint
If you already said "Yes"
Please honour your vows
Infidelity is now a norm
Moral decadence on both sides
Married women are now real side babes
Behind that beauty may be a Delilah

If you ever discover the smoke screen
Please be magnanimous...
Your escapades with your colleagues
Your secretaries and personal assistants
Your time-out with church and mosque workers
Your sins might have visited
This time, though your wife
Whatever you sow, you reap
Karma is very real

With the rapid wave of technology
DNA will soon be like BVN
Just like the XYZ test in government hospitals
It will be made compulsory
And help us demystify this mystery
But if you are very sure
That your father is your father
Am I really sure?
That my child is child? !
DNA Test, are you sure you are a Daddy?