PARODY Poem: Unmasking the Lost Nation, by Idegu Ojonugwa Shadrach

There is nothing to discuss – there was no country.
A nation is equivalent to paper weight.
Everything goes into dark and rise into dew.
Magneting soils instead irons – the true nature of chemistry impotence.
Lying in state of emergency and doom.
Surely, forwardness is a lacking merit.
Attempts to nullifies dust brings empty ground.
And, squaring manners of unfortunates.
Yet, everything flows like honey,
And everything lessons go down against her days and hurt the holder more.
Excruciatingly endowed with matter of time and lost,
The nation is highly fruitful and appreciated.
How is life bearing the unfortunates with hollow and sorrow of time?
All knowledge has been washed into the deep sea.
And why should ideas of moral men suffer lost in the deep sea and that of the immoral men find
Safety on dry land?
What is building in this space of things?
Then, life is meant for the coward nation.
Only the sun knows when it is convenient and erected
To punish the ill-fated ideas safeguarded on the dry land.

All the innocent cry are heard from behind and are distributed as touches of entertainments and Suffer blockage whenever it is read and seems as a noise – this is when dedicated to think on their Harass enterprises.
But surely, dragons shall arise from the deep sea to destroy all that have been cooked badly.
This happens as the moral beings continue in their manners despite all temptations and what have You.

Why should the dry land sold out unknowing to the host?
What is left to discuss once transacted?
Should we go on a run that wouldn’t talk of gain and limit?
This is highly unlikely in the land of the known.
Hence, humanity has lost his sense again.

In all, life owns no one anything if we don’t learn to appreciate goodies;
If we refuse to chase it away, and what again?
We shouldn’t count hope on justice where we don’t have a nation.
We shouldn’t have to bargain for what goes out of sight in a bright day.
And, we should go in search of the justice before it goes dark for no one knows how justice is Recently painted.

So, we hear day and night how things can never work according to wishes, but can work to answer The fate of humans.
However, human fates and wishes never give rooms to one another to work on their respective Choices – this simply means, life is too subordinate.
We only account for our time and efforts as these can somehow explore the fates and wishes