If we were merely seductive
It will be a small fry
We are torn in-between
This is the real ***** and Gomorah
A generation lost to ****** ecstasies
When was the last the red moon was sighted?
Virginity seems a curse than blessing
Our teens come prepared
With experience of a lifetime
Who is to blame?
A confused society
Or a lost Nation
The inlet is no longer satisfactory
We already created another
I can only but pray
That this generation makes heaven's gate

A little bit of cake
A little bit of grape
The sky is red
The temples are set
And the eyes, blurry

The maps shall be drawn
With the greatest ink of all
Pleasures without boarders
As they travel to Paris
Without flying to Paris

It is the season of agape
Not for ****** immoralities
It's just nine months
Cambridge result will be out
Save for those who played safe

The reason for the season is love
That which knows no bound
Dear Valentine
Please be kind
We are already over-populated

In the animal Kingdom
Where the Lion reigns Supremo
Sometimes he wears the garment of mercy
Have we not been admonished as humans
To learn from animals?
Especially under perrogative of mercy

All we need is a will
To do that which is right
Why did 106 countries abolish it?
Especially developed countries
How long will we remain savage
We say "No" to death sentence

From ashes to ashes
From dust to dust we shall return
But must we be the hangsmen?
A strand of hair we cannot create
Raise your voice, not your guns
Together, let's say "No" to blood for blood

If death penalty stops crime
The world will be free of crime
It is man's inhumanity to human
It is callous and ungodly
I support punishment for crime
But for corrective purposes

Let he who is sinless cast a stone
None will cast the stone
Thou shall not ****, thou shall not ****
Whoever kills in cold blood
Shall die in cold blood
Never again, love leads

If God killed for all our crime
Only Angels will dwell on earth
Maybe not even Angels
As satan was once a celestial Angel
Why play god without a heart
God at somepoint repented

Retaliatory punishment is not justice
Let us think restoration
An eye for an eye diminishes us as humans
As citizens of the world
Like slave trade, let death sentence stop
Every soul matters to Divinity

An eye for an eye is evil
Not all sentenced to death are guilty
Some appear guilty but innocent
Must we pay evil for evil?
Women that engage in abortion
Men that waste their seeds
Doctors who decides who lives and who doesn't
Shall we also sentence them to death?

Whether by hanging
Firing squad or lethal injections
It is a gross violation of right
Everyone deserves to live
Please, live and let live
And if you **** another deliberately
May your endings be sorrowful
But not like this...

Some call it "Allawee"
Compensation or gratuity
If you can it appreciation
And I call it "Thanks for coming"
Does it make less of a gamer?

What do you call it?
The money offered after ***
I heard they call it exchange
But everything "Prostitution noo ni"
*** allowance or sevice charge
It is a service you offered

The Easterners call it "Ego oil"
Sometimes they prefer "Ego ohu"
"Ego come next time"
Insurers call it premium
Bankers call it facility

It can come in phones
Cars, rent or school fees
Ilegality cannot legalise ilegality
The morale not withstanding
Because with postinor allowance
It's welcome to the league

Either way my dear
Prostitution comes in shades
They receive doses of tablets
Take you to the mountain top
All services fully paid for

The sugarcandy comes with a prize
But you've got to pay the prize
You receive the ink in  a funky plate
Get to Paris and back
Get laid and paid
You are officially a *** worker

*** for grade, grade for ***
*** for employment, *** for promotion
*** to close deals and gratification
My Dear, you are a *******
The oracle have spoken

When you are down; I am out
My world crumbles
I've become nomophobic
A chronic phone addiction
Until you are charged
My joy is lost
My happiness reclines
You are an integral part of me
Without which I am incomplete
I need you charged at all times
I'll walk miles, travel wide
Just to ensure you are charged
You are a god
That I unknowingly worship
When life threw darts at me
Suddenly I realised
I've been busy charging my phones
What I forgot
By whatever means, name
Was to charge my soul
Just the way i charge my phones
Maybe, my life will be more meaningful

"Ala Beke"
God's own country
What is the hype?
Fix your country
To reduce brain drain
**** corruption
Lest it kills us
We're tired of exodus
To a foreign land
Built by visionaries
Be advised
Once you get to "Ala Beke"
You are just another dude
With a funny accent
You become a second class
Let's fix our nation

Dress well
Add intelligence
Eat well
Look well
Be well
Get energised
Exercise often
Shave well
Cook well
Smell well
Cook naked
He is usually hungry
He might feel like eating
Just before eating
So, no room for slay Queens
It starts with you!