Lagos The Epi Centre
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*LAGOS THE EPI CENTRE
Lagos, I cry
Lagos, I weep
I pity my fellow lagosians
The day has become our sleeping time
The night has become our market time
Neighbours don't greet each other anymore
Children are locked from visiting friends
No one shake hands or hug
Hunger have eaten the mindset of souls
Corona virus took the conscience of souls
Robbers now operates day and night
People don't sleep in the night
Because of the fear of burglars and Armed robbers
From the name they are armed with knives and guns
But the alarming clock is there
Corona is real
Lagosians, I feel your pain
Lagosians, I hear your pleas
Lagosians, our code is
We go hustle, no staying at home
Lagos ,the EPI centre
Cases are rising faster
The only noise in the neighborhood is the youths playing football and the sounds of generators
Our testing capacity Is low
Countries are testing more than 100,00 a day
Our testing centres are few
Our testing laboratories are few
Lagos, be warned
Ignorant Lagosians
When will you learn
Corona virus is not on the fore head
Covid_19 is not written in your palm
If hunger virus commot you from house
Then you will see corona virus
Lagosians the busy bees, Lagos the busy city
The busy motor parks, the busy markets
Chai Lagos, I feel your pain
LAGOS, THE EPI CENTRE
We feel your pain
No electricity
The sounds of generators from different households tearing you apart
But isn't this Lagos
A great city
A populous city
Hmm it can't describe the pity I have for my fellow Lagosians
The pain is unbearable
It is beyond searching
It is beyond speaking or the question concerning our problems has not been answered.