“Guns don’t kill people, people kill people”
DMX Lethal Weapon IV
A strange truth as all profoundly true statements are
The notion of the absurdity of the statement in itself terrifies
One truth you would expect a lie in a nation
Even one ruled by thugs and tyrants
In a democracy an anomaly
Yet this is true
Truer with extortionist manning check points
Trained men, with egunje as their sole motive
Trigger happy, conscience seared with hot iron
Death holds no meaning
Life is for a few dollars more
Ruled by kickbacks and nepotism
Superior beings clothed , the devil in black black
Human in heart blackened
Pots of Mormon
Dirges we still sing for you
Suckling plucked from her mother’s breast
Mother died not willing, she gave her life once for her suckling
She got back a gift
Her life now she lost, her gift she lost
Hippocrates oath mere words
Life holds no value
Emergency services mere words
Nothing all is nothing
We bid you sleep in peace
Black is death.