Nigerians should rejoice as they watch the childish fight between the president and his vice. In one of my cries, I wrote that the only way out for Nigerian masses would be to fight for themselves. I also stated that the clash among the "owners" of Nigeria would be another way to salvation.

In fact one does not need to be a prophet - fake or genuine - to know that the current scenerio is inevitable. I am not surprised but amused at the ways certain commentators have been defending either of the worms.

If you have been following the political situations in the country with open heart, it's obvious: like Obasanjo like Atiku. And the way we react to the infantile behaviours between these two worms would expose the character of each one of us.

Some commentators have been tried hard to be objective about this immature fight between the president and his vice. But what they have forgotten is this: the more you try to be objective, the more you shall end up being subjective. It's uncommon sense.

For instance, how would I write that the vice-president should resign without calling for the resignation of the president himself! Or how would I blame the president without blaming the vice-president! To me, there's no much difference between the two worms. Oh, one is a farmer and ex-soldier while the other is a businessman and ex-custom boy.

Talking about their professions, both men have served their motherland. A soldier or a custom boy loves his country and will die for it anyday like these men struggle to outsmart each other. The question on our lashing tongues should be how to find someone who doesn't love Nigeria to lead the nation. That's right, someone who is not so desperate.

My brother or sister, please take time to enjoy this jargon I call poem as I take a surreptitious pleasure in seeing the two worms nag at each other.

Let the Two Worms Fight

The rain falls as I walk towards farm theatre

Two worms wriggle on the sidewalk

Twisting the dough into a fight

 I halt to see their type

They are leech so I rejoice

 Hunger in my stomach though

 I learn as they squirm

Tearing themselves into gutter –

Of greed, disgrace, destruction, disloyal, desecration, etc

 Once they are tired, sympathy beckons their eyes

Trick me to help settle their childish fight

So they can exploit me again!

 They have mouth, they have anus

 Everyone at risk and under their mercy

They are reason I am weak and under-nourished

I follow and swallow my anger

 They beg me to sink their stink

When worms in my tummy mumble

 "If I let them live I shall perish"

 Years I study them a warning!

I feel like kicking them

Let them die as I died

Robot  Villager

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