Long Live My Country Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

I'm not pleased with this work that range against me.
Could it be to have lust in a meritorious thought.
Brain blank or full brain in the dunghill master state.
President buhari has gone to visit Queen Elizabeth,
In her palace located in the moon.

Yes her palace is in the moon.
Even the United States Villa is in the garden of Eden.
Hear the looks that invade my skin.
In pity, if I heard you say that again.
Else I will truck your nose in the anus.

You this miserable children of Adam.
See oh see, here I am in peace in my kingdom.
Tell me what's going on with you,
In that dungeon you called nation?
I know nothing will be said.

When your Esau has sold his birthright to Jacob.
Can't you see the ocean gushing out of my ray?
Not that you're not told that,
Ominira inira, ominira inira.
The prophet said it but he's made a beggar.

Education and technologies an half baked food.
Yet you glory while a region is made supper,
And others a desired hero of limitations.
Long live my country,
Long live my country.

Iluti omoeleran tinje egungun eran,
And Prince is made a slave.
Are you still looking at me?
See mad mad people.
Hahahahahaha.

You better go and declare that your first of ten,
A mourning day for the plague that has invaded you.
Increase in vat and tax while hope is lost on the currency.
Nothing, I mean nothing is in glory.
David win ten thousand and Saul win a thousand.

Is the song in praise of those bastards
That ought to have been laid to rest and their heirs.
Come oh come and be a citizen of my kingdom.
Go ye back to restore your baseless nation.
For you all are the cause of your present plague.
My prayers go with you mad mad people.

©️Olorode Olorunleke.