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BABOON NATION - Olamide Santos
This is how we do it where I am from
We wake up way ahead of the sun
Creeping out before the first cock crows
Sometimes journeying to places we do not know
All in a bid to make endless ends meet
My village is called global now
There are hardly any more trees in the ground
Just an urban jungle of glass, stone and steel
And streams now flow online, virtual is the new real
And the honkings of cars have become music
I live in a place where abnormal is the norm
And you are the outcast if you refuse to conform
My girlfriend has a girlfriend who used to be a man
And my best friend's boyfriend has female organs
Together we all jump around like crazy baboons
But really how did we get here?
So much hate, and wars and blood shed every where
This must be an alternate universe or dimension
Some abnormal realm, this baboon nation
But how do I get back to my reality, sanity?
It seems I am living a scene of planet of the apes three
And humanity has been relegated to living in trees
Warfare is now fought by gorillas
To escape ourselves we now look to the moon and mars
Becoming baboons with alien ambitions
Olamide Santos
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