If you're asked to paint the flag
I know you'll paint greens & white
But the "greens" are long defiled
With the shit from a faraway land
the land where everything is white
Except ofcourse the shit that they pass
Their shit litters our green
Everywhere filth with their waste
& like creatures made with no choice
We embrace everything that comes
Like tongue without its buds
We swallow without thinking through for once.....
.....we pick what we term "original" from shit
.....we pick what we call "true" from this shit
.....we define our identity from this shit
.....we even trade our integrity for more shit

the most appalling of all,
is when our children grow-up,
to seeing us greedily struggling to gulp up
S H I T!!!
Nigeria, is where shit sells like crazy.