Hard knocks this Christmas,
Constant yuletide worries,
This year same troubles,
Nothing has changed.
A cue at our temporal sanctuary,
Oozing from crude produce,
Oily flows from under our skin,
Coupled with an unpleasant stench from various outlets.
I'm ready to make a purchase ,
Make it available,
If its not
We will fight for it.
On comes Alagbada,
He needs the liquid,
He ignores his voters cue,
He Asks fijabi to get his barrels filled.
Fijabi in his patterned cloth,
Happy to impress his master,
Happily flogs the voters,
EVERYBODY OUT!! he shouts,
In his hand is a dangling whip,
Placing patterns on disobedient folks,
He buys his portion while we all fled,
Shoulder high he bounces off.
Our struggle continues,
Might is right,
Fist through,just get the fuel in,
Something to show for invested hours.
No love from our unfriendly administrators,
What is love in this region,
Frustration in our muffled speech,
Let's just get through the red and white Vale.
Merry Christmas,
Show some love today,
#fuelHike #ChristmasInNigeria
Harkar Timmy
