Who’s Next?

They envy our youth

So they bully us and try to twist the truth

They hate it when we're correct

So they aim their guns at us with neglect

They can't stand that we want more from life

So they terrorize us with threats that are rife

They sulk and brood over their frustration

So they're quick to pull the trigger at a mild altercation

They don't believe that we can make money through decent means

So they conclude that we're con men,

"Look at your dada, why are you dressed like a drag queen?"

"Small boy like you dey drive this big car"

“But I work hard to earn a living Sir” says the young man who is terrified by the harassment

‘WHAT A PAINFUL EXIT’ reads the obituary as the Priest makes the announcement

But the truth is everyone's just sitting and thinking

Who's next?

#ENDSARS