think of a Naija policeman
think of a the color of the Naira
think of the color of a Naija number plate
Black helmet, black uniform.
Green and free.
Blue? You release a green.
Red? Don’t leave go of a red,
Not even a green,
Nobody’s talking pink here,
Make life better. Otherwise,
It could be a black day
Better still a red day.
You’d simply be mailed
Beyond the deep blue sky.
Red eyes, brown/black teeth,
Would libel you
A bloody red thief.
God help you to skip past the
Red zone.
Monday, 17 September 2007
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