Green Light Poem by Haruna Garba
Green Light
Make them
Go ahead and make them
Make them more sophisticated
More sophisticated than ever before
Make them
and sell everything to them
They need them
They have too many enemies
Too intolerable enemies among kinfolk
So make them
Make them worse than ever before
Why should you care
if they have no care in mind?
Make them
why not?
You make yourselves booming marts
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