THE RULERS OF RULERS
Many years ago, from the days of yore
We learnt fine tales from fair folklore
We learnt fine tales from fair folklore
Of men who got bored of poultry-farming
And thus made for some thrilling enslaving
And thus made for some thrilling enslaving
They ruled and ruined, they even became gods
Other lads’ sweats were their daily cuds
Other lads’ sweats were their daily cuds
They lied, saying we are the electorate
When really we have no mandate to elect our fate
When really we have no mandate to elect our fate
They said the people possess the sovereign power
Perhaps what they intended was suffering power
Perhaps what they intended was suffering power
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They promised us seventh heaven on earth
Only to later appease with ‘life after death’
Only to later appease with ‘life after death’
They oppressed, suppressed and often repressed
Buttons of tyranny they endlessly pressed
Buttons of tyranny they endlessly pressed
They got drunk from the calabash of power
And sunk into shame, high as the Eiffel tower
And sunk into shame, high as the Eiffel tower
Seeing as few men molest his virgin land
The Good Lord blessed some men with ken and pen
The Good Lord blessed some men with ken and pen
These arose to battle, they arose to fight
With the pen, they placed next to the tunnel some light
With the pen, they placed next to the tunnel some light
With words, they fed the hungry
And with words, they freed the sundry
And with words, they freed the sundry
They are the tapes of reason, the rulers of rulers
They are the keen ‘Benjamins’ and incubi of ‘Squealers’
They are the keen ‘Benjamins’ and incubi of ‘Squealers’
They are the daring vanguards of journalism
Wielding placards against the dons of Nazism
Wielding placards against the dons of Nazism
Their pens have again lined the clouds with silver
Their quills have caused ‘the gods’ to quit and quiver
Their quills have caused ‘the gods’ to quit and quiver
ABOUT THE AUTHOR‘Kunle Adebajo is a potential colossus at law, honing his skills at the shores of Nigeria’s premier university, University of Ibadan. Sadly the waves of poetry, oratory, writing and generally not minding his business have diverted his attention from the Isle to the endless majesty of the sea. In his trance, he has discovered that there are a thousand roads which lead to the doorstep of justice. He however hopes to retrace his footsteps to the law books soon enough. When he is not writing or preparing for a speech, he fantasises about life as a married man.
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