State Pardon Poem by Babatunde Aremu

Our father's goat
Has eaten our father's portion
So, pardon all the goats
The state is theirs.
No matter the gravity
Of their offence,
It does not matter
How many have transited
Due their past brigandage
Just pardon them.

Pardon them, they are bigmen,
Pardon them due to their connections,
Grant them pardon because of political ties
After all they are our kinsmen.
Pardon all the looters, criminals, armed robbers
Grant the terrorists amnesty
Let's give all criminals state pardon
Until we create saints out of 'Judases'