By Niyi Osundare
Again the song:
An f’oye l’oju
An mi Janduku j’oye
A f’oye l’oju*
Beyond Commonsense,
Beyond Conscience, beyond Compassion
But a fervent executor of our Party’s noble program
God-sent, Fate-favoured, to serve our needs
A walking plague, for sure,
With a dark and criminal contagion
Since the day he cheated his way to power
Copy-Tyrants have spread across the world
Everything he touches
Turns into dust and ashes
But we all adore his ‘Midas Touch’
And his Supremely Stable Genius (SSG)
Allergic to Reason, above Restraint
Reckless Outlaw with imperial disdain
For all that is just, all that is right
Mafia Boss who en-Mobs his nation
He believes in everything he does
That he is far beyond reproach
A god on earth with stolen legs
But we fall on our knees at his grave command
Because of all his virtues
I have pledged my vote for him
Ready as I always am
To follow him to the end of the world.
* They blinded the world/The day they put a crook on the throne/Oh, they have blinded the world
(Continued next week)
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