Lies and damned roaches;
Imo State got infested.
How did we get here?
The hand of Rochas:
"Job! Job! Job! Industries! " Hah!
We are still waiting.
Cocks and kitty cats;
Hocus pocus cabinet;
What a rowdy time.
Governor Rochas;
When his billboards fall down flat,
We'll forget his face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A classic example of the rise and fall of a tyrant. Alas! IMO is liberated. Nice piece of work dear poet
Thank you my brother Uche Nwanze.