Mr. Khaki Poem by Samuel Obono Jr

When Mr. Khaki ruled us
his four-mouthed koboko
terrified the four regions
he said his business was law and order
so we queued
even to our graves
'bloody civilians! ' he called us
and blood shed was civil
'we have not come to victimize any-body'
only the living
the gun was god
and the bullet salvation
behind bars was the promise land
and all were pilgrims

Oga Moses
confronted pharoah with his pen
and ran for his life
he could not wait for the voice of god;
the roaring one who calls all to silence

some said Mr. Khaki meant well
some spat in disgust
i say he was in-between
no! Am not sure
but I'll take a side
if he decides to rule again