What If the President Died?

What if the president Died?

I was in my office at Alausa

Working hard with Muyiwa and Idahosa

Suddenly there was a noise outside

Hausa people were screaming, Muyiwa said the President just died

Is this a joke, what are you saying

Is this not why all of us have been praying?

I was elated at first sound

Finally what was lost has just been found

Muyiwa skipped the staircase

Idahosa in hot pursuit like a car race

The president is dead, the president is dead

He has been killed so Igbo kwenu can be the head

The abokis were all in a state of frenzy

Already the people were hungry for violence, bloodthirsty

Like rain on wet tiles

It was a slippery situation, many feared, oh God why?

Is the president really dead I asked?

But Oga say make we continue with our daily task

It was confirmation from Idahosa, the receptionist

Who just escaped death, according to him it was a near miss

Northerners were already rioting in the streets

Please don't step out except you are strong and fit

Where is Muyiwa I asked with trepidation

He's out there searching for information

Suddenly a large crash on our gate

The security was absent, today of all days he was late

Northern civilian troops marching in formation

Like we were responsible for the presidents' assassination

Walahi blood go flow, Allah, heads go roll

All armed and already given specific roles

My Oga was already over the fence

I always knew this man did not lack common sense

Gunshots filled the air, soldiers were infiltrating the premises

Salvation, so the government can actually keep to their promises

Soldiers and armed police all marched with force

In an attempt to salvage peace in the midst of an impending loss

The president is dead it was announced

So the whole county now is being trampled and trounced

The president is dead but not the government

And definitely not the majority who seeks for our betterment

Yes one man is dead but what about corruption

Who grips us by the balls and has all our attention 

The president died but not the government

Now we have another villain advocating for our empowerment

Is there no end, is there no stopping this violence?

Must we all suffer while the world watches in silence?

Where is Muyiwa, where could he be?

Who would I ask, who could I properly address my plea?

The president died but not the ones that ransacked the country

Why are they not upset at the ones that right from the beginning stole our money

How come the criminals that robbed, raped and pillaged

Are walking around protected, like they are aristocrats and privileged

The president died, what about those that ransomed the country

Why are we begging them to come again and rule us like monkeys

The president died not our leaders

Not even the Senate or house of assembly members, his number one cheerleaders

Not our police who are corrupt like our judges

Not our politicians who are all stealing and hiding their loot in our churches

Yet our president was assassinated

And they blame one tribe, rooting for them to be annihilated

They killed the president

Sacrificed him for past failures of the government

Hoping to console and compensate

Yet all they did was dig a hole and aggravate

Igbos and Christians are being burnt at the market squares nationwide

Northerners are loosed and amok, running wild

Where is Muyiwa who went out to get information

He is nowhere to be found in the annihilation

Suddenly there is silence and all is still

The president is alive, now the northerners have lost their will

Where is Muyiwa who started this rumor

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