MAGIC OIL Magic oil home magic oil our orchard, Here impecunious was not recondite to crime. Stealthy couple marched to the altar against their pride And the coffin of voices flunk to put asunder.
Magic oil today! magic oil tomorrow! Where painters salvage the oil as the oil rig, Opulence buries the scribes and his tools Up you see guards pounding the gardner
Magic oil no sitting on the fence Here menace is please been recipient of felicitation Where my father curses all day long in melancholia Nodding to the tune of manor with no praxis Magic oil where preachers cook the book Where christ denies his peter and refuses the tax Here shepard pockets his sheeps and mohammed laugh Relijiosity army of largest temples for the world to learn
Magic oil like the orchid oil Where saboteur greasing palms was a norm Our heros casting their faith beyond Abacha loot Here the beggers you fed suddenly turned feeders
Magic oil where serene was once a time Sleep not moulting in to the further days Dine not with this shaman that menacled you to yesterday Where clown dictate the podium before the colonialist
Magic oil crossing to be a curse When others were sick we serve and dance Where we pay and pray for sharks and their fishes leaders blessing the fishers purse we curse the osprey
magic oil is base on the abundant wealth, countries like Nigeria has been able to garner from oil exploration. The abundance of the resource propelled the writer to refer to it as a magic the provides capital for the oil rich economy. At a point the writer began to regret that the country has such resources for it was claimed to have led the massive looting of public funds and other corrupt practices. Thus the write forced to say that the oil was a curse and not a blessing as others view it
astonished by the relentless pounding of my mind the threshold has been reached, breached, and unleashed unleashed to the smugness and complacency within themselves can you hear the outrageous containment can they exist in harmony what to do, oh what to do