It Won't Be Long Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

The danger of creating a monster
Is that one day it will
Turn against you.
They terrorise us now
They kill us now
They kidnap us now
It won't be long
The table will turn
They won't kidnap poor wards
From four walls
They will kidnap those distinguished men
In red chamber
They won't kidnap and kill poor travellers
They will kidnap and kill the honourables
They won't rob the us any more
They will rob them in aso rock
Terrorism will come upon the leaders
In the caucus meetings
They will be bombed
In their going out and coming in
They will be shot.
They will bleed and be in pains
As we are in pains now.
Then it will be their children
In Boko haram's den
Their wives raped and slaughtered
By bandits
And they, killed by unknown gun men
As there is no solution now
There won't be solution then
We too will be there to express shocks
To condemn the actions
To send condolence messages
And that would be all
The deed is done.

-Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu