The Wrong Lane Poem by Haruna Garba

Wrong lane! Deceptive, mistaken lane!
Infinitely extends it through the void
And exhaustively is where our bulk is
Sorrowing, accusing, falsely reshuffling
Can't wait a moment to take true stock
But we must take a real backward turn
We must locate the devil's diversion sign
There must we be to find the true road
A road it's though full of prickly brambles
Anything worthwhile calls for endurance
But greed will never allow even for a while
Takers on industrial scale forever be at helm
So long as forthcoming are our awful peanuts
Grumbling has become a habit worth it
Fast working has corrupted true conscience
Smaller fishes devoured by their kin
Survivors will grow to do the same