while we were deep in our poverty induced slumber, hundreds were killed on our
roads, in ethno-religious skirmishes, and ill equiped hospitals.
As we turned and twirled in our swetty beds, the fans are still with no power to
run them, but there is the different ballads from hundreds of brandless
generators viberating across the neighbouhood.
while we slept wearily in our cars qued up in a filling station waiting for the
refineries to refine, billions were being spent to host a tournament.
while we slept, our ailing leader was sneaked away to be treated by our brother
who didnt have the facilities needed to ply his trade at home hence, he joined
the diaspora! while we slept, a few were awake busy looting the treasury away! but of course they were cought and sentenced to the penitentiary for a week or two.
when will we wake from this kind of slumber please? when?

Sad!Men like children.