Squeezed naira notes changing hands,
And the recipient nodding thanks,
For favours I see folks playing smart;
Then it registers that corruption is but an art.
Foundation of marriage laid on bribery
Social vice dragged from office, bank to even registry!
Remorseless crime committed with courage
Alongside family, bridal train and entourage.
What if some day the matrimony ends in acrimony?
Today it’s bride price, tomorrow it may be alimony
Or can’t the union they hastened and had by force
Somehow, someday end in tearful divorce?
And the bribe-taker boasting, “I don hammer”
Little seems to know what some call karma
The ill-gotten wealth that now feels so sweet
May soon help fund your burial down six feet.
Where on earth are we rushing to?
“Oh! Opportunities come once,” says who?
See, though long and endless may seem the queue
It’ll surely be your turn when time is due.
Behind the Sin
Was the best man at a registry wedding where bridegrooms – sorry bribegrooms – and brides bribed their way into being joined ahead of others that arrived much earlier. Corruption without ambits!