“Men lie. Women lie. So do numbers.”

These figures are starting to mess with my head
What did it look like before the fall?
With time, things should be getting better
Man lie, woman lie, babies lie too, and
Now we can’t trust the numbers
Nothing else adds up,
Not what we hear or what we see
Sums would go missing
Potholes would swallow
Plates and spoons would beat too
To the rumble of empty stomachs,
Dried lips, and frozen tears
The masses wouldn’t count either
Fact is, God doesn’t do well forbidding
The devil, would have his way nonetheless
It’s not the despair, it’s the hope that kills
Cause doing wrong is the new right.

Victor Oyedele