It Must Be a Miracle!

I stood with mouth agape
And hands akimbo
As I watched my nation suffer rape
Playing politics like Ronaldo
It was the year 2019
When Nigeria held her elections
There were pressing of buttons
As many suffer frustrations

.
APC as a party of maneuverers
A party of manipulators
Stole the peoples mandate
And cunningly emerged the winner
Votes were bought
Ballot papers were burnt
Especially where PDP won
APC thugs saw to it
That no other party won.
Except themselves.

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I edged closer to my television
Watching as Mamood announce results
I meant manipulated results
Despite videos of rigging surfacing the 'net
Yakubu went ahead to announce the result
But we know who the real winner was
Of course I am 'Atikulated'

This poem is about: 
My country

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