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The Gourmands

They eat tomorrow’s yam today

With all ten fingers unashamed,

Leaving nothing for the children of others;

Unrepentant prodigal sons.

They even bundle and send abroad the leftovers.

They are ambassadors of penury.

Their bellies are big enough to house a set of triplet.

They don’t see beyond their noses;

They are Myopic.

The National house has become a ring,

Where the diligent old street fighters show their skills,

And act the Maze Runner.

Off course fighters shouldn’t be lazy.

Too busy to make the idle busy.

The Native survive despite the empty barns.

They are too laborious to laze and dillydally

Like the rounded tummy delegates.

The giant Lads are too industrious to be called lazy.

They are too tied-up to be inactive.

Perhaps Shiftless is a compliment in the autocrats’ lexicons.

This lovely piece was written by

Ajidahun Olumide