john chizoba vincent
Policemen In My Country - Poem by john chizoba vincent
POLICEMEN IN MY COUNTRY
The policemen in my country are
Another beggars we have in the street,
Reaping from where they did not sow.
Under the hot sun, their eyes shone
Like the moon, collecting twenty naira
From one bus driver to the other.
They are more violent than the street beggars,
Give them twenty NAIRA, you are a friend,
But refuse, you become the enemy of the country.
They caused traffic to steal from Buses
Yet they claimed that they are working
For the betterment of the entire nation.
Policemen in my country are more
Dangerous than the armed robbers in the street,
Their hearts as black as their uniform.
Call to defend the weak but in turn
Exploit those they are call to defend.
Policemen in my country are another
Shina RamBomb and ANINI of the country.
Are you sure we have policemen in Nigeria?
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