This poem is centered on the ups and downs of politics in Nigeria, the voting process and leadership.

Blinded

Zichi

Like bats in the caves hanging upside down,

Like new born babes they are without sight,

Completely oblivious they are of the happenings 

Sadly we are the cause for we chose these blind ones,

We swayed in the direction of their cunning breeze.

And even the trees where we seek refuge are fallen.

But their sights have been clouded by greed!

Ears clogged with the wax of selfishness!

And like a virus, corruption has taken over their souls 

But of clear sight, open ears and clean mind,

One who will see our sufferings and hear our cries,