I have a wonderful story
Culled from a true life story
Or perhaps a history
Of a man filled with glory
And a country filled with glory
Though some made it gory
By their corrupt selfish bigotry
To cut short the long story
The man’s name is Buhary
Known as GMB by Jerry
And According to dairy
Of those with memory
And those knows history
He is the incorruptible cavalry
He was first among the infantry
But later a General in the artillery
Major General Buhary
Fought corruption while in the military
An hater of leadership vices with fury
He became a cynosure of rivalry
Because of his love for the jury
They gave him a great injury
And planned a coup in fury
To stop him from his ministry
Even then we still gave glory
Married to Aisha the fairy
Celebration was not with a lavish merry
Not celebrated in a big ferry
Yet they enjoyed love in February
Though not in an exotic Ferrari
Nigeria is the centre of great glory
But corrupt leaders destroyed its allegory
And left our nation so miry
Leaving us in great gory
Living almost in penury
Though we have refinery
But we still suffer fuel scarcity
Though someone removed fuel subsidy
Promising to build us good refinery
He ended up leaving us with fury
Common man suffer to no boundary
Trying to make it up with oratory
With wife standing as auxiliary
But it backfired like pituitary
Never conducting election primary
He came to us like super story
Waiting for us to append our signatory
To his Party like ‘greengory’
Tweeting people with blackberry
Postponing the election of February
And appealing to us with bribery
But Nigerians are not into robbery
So they rejected his advisory
And paved way for great Buhary
Now our aged but strong Buhary
We voted you in with our salary
Cos we contributed to your treasury
To actualize the electioneering in January
And shunned those wishing you Obituary
Praying for you in our sanctuary.
So remember us at Aso so rocky
And grind us not into powdery
Like past leaders in history
Bring back our territory
And all our gone glory
Ripped off from us by Boko gory
And don’t forget our young Cherry
Kidnapped by Boko Haram the bad Terry
And also build us refinery
And pay all our owed salary
Give employment like lottery
And never use religious bigotry
Cos that’s the fear of majority
And even the minority
Also work with the ethnic trinity
Hausa, Igbo and Yorubarity
Following jegacy and jegarity
Who will never favour the majority
Or any tribal popularity
But let there be solidarity
And create equal amenity
That’s our humble poetry
To our beloved General Buhary
Beloved by all and sundry
Congratulations Sir on your confirmation today
Congratulations Nigeria
(c) Sir Wole-Acumen 2
