Diaries of UMOFIA

Umofia!
A land of “Mafia”

A land ruled by “eaters” and “lead-errs”
The “eaters” rule in err
And in the air.

A land where each religion
Is more developed than each region.

Umofia! A wonderland
Because in the raining season it becomes an “aqua-land”.

The maths
For the development of Umofia mass
Can probably be only found on Mars.
In Umofia, the end products of schools

Are not active
But attractive
Skulls.

An academic degree
Is nothing! Just a personal decree.
The developmental theories
Of Umofia are “‘sorries’ and stories”.

“Umofiarians” are law abiding and they devote
Their times to vote
For national cake “eaters” who demote

Their wishes
And replace them with skirmishes
And blemishes.

“Umofiarians” sit on “rich-sauce”
But they feed on “stinking-sores”.

Umofia! A place where development
Simply means the political deployment
And empowerment

Of friends and “fam-liars”.

The national conviction
Of Umofia is national election
And political eviction.

In Umofia, it excite
School children to recite
The National Anthem and Pledge
As an edge

To nurture
Them for a better future.

Having not heard in their ears
That ahead of them in Umofia lies terrible years

Umofia! A place where the major employment
Is constant disappointment

By national cake “eaters”.
All futures
In Umofia have two common features:

Constant ruin and consistent ruin.
Just like all leaders elsewhere,

Umofia national cake “eaters” too have national duty
But they make it dirty.

What kind of land is “Umofia”?
Judge for yourself.
NB: Umofia could mean any entity the reader so wishes.

By: Kingsley Adum
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Source - Kingsley Adum