Slowly, the bus move

I smile..

Yes, a smile of relief
My mind could not deny
Then i think back, a brief

A city of rich history
Now a city of pity
Many a times i wonder
What will Lugard be thinking in 'younda'

A deadlock city?
Nothing seems to b working
They call it lok city
Wit a destiny still swimming...

Many people; low transit

A lot of resources but empty
You talk; calamity
The youth; minority
Praise singing in impurity

I weep deeply.....
My heart rains pain heavily.....
There is no hope in this community
So i say farewell, Lok City