Sabotage Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

Just wondering
If the air were a national cake
At the seat of power
What will the sharing model be?
Fair and sufficient
For everyone to live
By merit or quota system
First come, first served
Or man know man
Or any other similitude of our national character
Or uncanny innovation of deceit

After the model discovery
Thanks to our intellectual geniuses
How will the practical distribution be?
To reach everyone his portion
Some will breathe and breathe
A thousand times per second
Some will grab in excess
For generations unborn
Yet others will hijack and ferry
Across the borders for gain
And surely, many will lack and die.

(Wednesday 26th November,1997)