Lagos love

 Lagos love 

I’m a village girl 

Waitin for a rich man 

Who can give me soft life…

I want luxury 

I want shiny gowns

Long hair wigs 

Would I ever get that?

To get a rich man 

Who marries me 

And live happily ever after….

Forget character 

I want money 

I wanna be a baddie 

I wanna be a sidechick 

Yet 

This isn’t Lagos love

Social media is another fantasy….

You heard someone says not all glitters are gold….

If you lived in that lifestyle, 

Would you forget where you came from?

I can say is 

If you come home 

And you dress wealthy 

You perform your care

You act like you’re better than the poor 

And this kind of reminds me of 

You went out into a new world 

Came back home as a colonizer 

As a foreign….

Like you’re no longer yourself anymore….

It’s like who are you?

How come you stop speakin your mother tongue? 

You spoke broken English like a white man….

Cos now you’re ashamed of your people….

Invitation to the table has gotten through your head….

It’s not Lagos love….

I heard it’s a big city….

More modernized….

Honestly 

I wonder 

Does the pattern happened? 

Cos respectfully 

In these conditions 

Africans are actin like Europeans….

I know it’s rude 

It’s uncalled for….

But hear me out 

Let me explain myself simpler as much as I can…

Colonization abused Africa….

Invaders abused the minds of melaninated nations….

This is why we observe trauma that has been passed down

Ever since Buckra stepped their filthy foot on your land….

That’s somethin to think about….

I don’t wanna sound like I disrespected my people 

From Africa, 

I’m speakin the truth….

And I love y’all….

Lagos love,

I hear stories 

Real 

And 

Unreal 

Based on experiences….

Lagos reminds me of New York City….

In my opinion 

Both places have somethin in common 

To fall in love 

To get a career 

Tall buildings 

Fancy cars 

If all of this can make you forget 

Where you came from 

Or the fact you are ashamed 

Of your family, 

Cos you made it 

Your standard is upgraded 

Next thing you might become 

A downfall 

Just cos of your success 

Your pride got bigger 

And it’s sad….

I never been to Lagos before 

I used to live in New York….

All this luxury all this money 

May not crack up to be….

Cos really, invitin to a white man’s table 

And money could really bring you happiness….

Unless you truly are delusional….

✊🏿💯❣️©️Kai C. 6-1-26