Yellow, Big and Rusty!
You never stop for me to enter like a gentle man
So after you, I have run to get in.
When I finally enter,
I see many standing and quietly I take my place.
The few seated are so stacked together like sardine; I don't envy them at all.
Of sweat, noise and inhaled gases,
I am so exhausted!
With the traffic jam that followed,
I wished I had wings.
In this frustration of being late you still harass me with a lousy conductor
Who is very bullish and fast to collect his money without missing any.
Names they called me when I screamed over a missing wallet;
Oloshi! Solo Makinde! J.J.C!
Wonder! I wandered in my thoughts,
Lagos Na Wah!
Calling several Bus-Stops all at once,
I obviously forgot mine;
Lost was I till I finally woke up.
When I woke up, on the streets I walked
And found a new Lagos with no Molue at all.
Where did it go?
I want it back!
#molue #lagos #lasgidi #lagosians #nigerians #change #fashola
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