Letter To Mr President. Poem by Olla AbiolaAremu

The town crier is here again...
Sir,
You promised us a good sail
For how long shall we wail
while we sail
Must we be consumed by the storm that is not ours
You said you the Jonahs
Bring them out
Bring them out we say!
Lets throw them overboard.
They are meant for the SHARKS.
Else this SHIP will sink.
Uncle Joe think!
You better think
Or be thrown overboard by the SHARKS!
Think and don't be disgraced.
Uncle Joe, remember the SHARKS!