Yes. We are guilty of indolence, lazy minds.
Mesmerised by the glamour of fame;
Of Davido, Wizkid, Burna and Jazzy, leaving the essence.
Netizens. “I don’t care citizens,” judging and condemning, giving fame to nonsense.
No mirrors to gaze into, the future hanging on the fence.
Creative Block is the border barrier of the lazy creative
And the bricks with which smart creatives erect a skyscraper;
To one, it’s a glorious mountain,
To another it’s a myth.
If you must shit,
Then you have to eat.
Expectation of excellence is combined with common sense, yet all foolishness.
Beautiful future plans penned on paper with no actualisation,
I go make am dey there.
All na narrative essay.
Essence of establishment extended far away, as a result of mindset.
This future fit make brain but need force.
We call adulthood a scam, whereas Zuckerberg became a billionaire at 23.
We were still singing, “Adulthood na scam,” while he acquired WhatsApp.
Wake up, young lads from the Niger Area!
Enough of cigarettes and alcohol as breakfast.
Wake up, young lads!
The future of this country lies in your hands .
You have it easy because all your parents did was to work hard.
Few years from now, you’d be mums and dads.
If all you do is neglect education, but blame the government and the nation,
What then will you commit to your children;
Greatness, hard work, or a disgraceful generation?
When Sai-Baba called us “Lazy,”
We almost crucified him, calling him “Crazy”.
Truth has only one part, even though we like being lied to,
One nation bound in fear for tomorrow.
From yahoo to olosho and now cross dressing to trend—
How did we get to this dead end?