Hello GEJ, A Poem By Cecilia Dikibo


by Cecilia Dikibo
Hello, GEJ it’s me
I was wondering if after all these month
You’d like to meet, to go over everything
They say that time’s supposed to heal ya
But I ain’t done much healing
Hello GEJ , can you hear me?
I’m in abuloma dreaming about what life would have been with you as President still.
We’ll have had no queues at filling stations. Or buy a liter for 350naira and have a Petroleum minister as President.
I cnt forget how it was when this economy had some dignified stability..
There’s such a difference between You with Buhari and 7up’s slogan already made that clear! There’s no time debating
Hello from the other side
I must’ve called a thousand times
To tell you I MISS, despite all the ugly words they said about you!
That it’s soo sad that mediocre has finally  shown it’s face as DEMOCRACY..
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I trusted you Right!!
And Most Nigerians are willing to tell you Sorry, for the effect of their clumsy decisions are becoming a reality to harsh to bear
But it don’t matter, it clearly doesn’t tear you apart anymore
Hello GEJ, how are you?
It’s so typical of me to talk about you and all the dreams you had for Nigeria ,
I’m sorry,
And I hope that you’re well
That you ever make it out of this Head held high, intact with full pedigree
It’s no secret
That the Centre Cannot hold and the bombs have refused to end still.
Boko-Haram is terrorizing
Ohh there’s steady Biafra marches
And Courts have been victimizing PDP states.
Not to mention integrating Women in political offices have depreciated..
Oh where’s Mama PEACE? (her initiative amids her shrew is crumbling)
GEJ!
Hello from the other side
I must’ve called a thousand times
To tell you the Chibok Girls still haven’t been found
And Oby,  didn’t get any Ministerial appointment because she isn’t Northern!
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I’ve tried
To remind them of what it meant to have you lost Presidential Elections with Jega’s compromised
And Amaechi betrayal paid off with being a Transport Minister
But it don’t matter, it clearly doesn’t tear you apart for one sec.
#MyHero
#MyOptimusPrime
#MyIjawPresident
#MyGEJ
(in tears)
Cecilia Dikibo is a poet and social commentator.
The opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author.

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