Treachery Poem by Garba Inuwa

We choose the lot of them
By standing up for them
Those against them
We took-up fight for them.

We pushes a lot of them
Up they go we can't get to them
Neither can we send, even text to them
They blabber a lot 'let us cheat them';

Traitors is what we call them
They fear us though we voted them
Treachery; who can change them
All of them, cheats, the new ID for them.
They still loot, chaet, steal a lot
They surround themselves with errands
They fear we can get to them
When we do we'll sanitise them