Yesternight they tortured and pushed me to the brick
So tonight my window tight with broom in hand quick
I strock my match stick
To light mosquito coil and took
… Their lives with broom while they choke
But me don’t want to be stubborn like tick
Sticking to the skin of a rabbid dog roamin the street
That’s why I’m saying this contrition.
Please, forgive me Lord.
Samuel C. Enunwa