If Election day is tomorrow
Ms. Radio Announcer, Mr. Electoral Umpire
do me the favour of tellin’ him
to come another day.
I’ve not delivered on my many promises
nor ‘ve I paid my vows to eradicate Bribery & Boko Haram
nor answer’d that overdue letter from my constituency
why their roads, hospitals & schools are shitholes.
I’ve been busy makin’ money, makin’ rich family & friends
who help’d me win or should I rightly say help’d rig me in
while the rest that stood in the sun to vote
cling to my manifesto like a plank at a shipwreck.
Tell him I haven’t prepar’d a hand-over note yet
nor do I intend relinquishin’ power, such’s for the Jonathans
I no longer believe the ballot box; State-power is god
– ballots don’t make the outcome, the counters do.
If Election Day is tomorrow, please tell him
I don’t understand this tick-trick of the clock
4 years was just yesterday
I’ve barely begun my tenure.
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