BEGGARS IN MKPAT ENIN POLITICS.

"You can't fight against the decision that has been made...

That's what you are trying to do..
Stop this and align immediately."

The above excerpt was from one of Mkpat Enin political sycophant at where I happened to meet him on my way to get my clothes from the laundry shop.

This is how some Mkpat Enin begging youths play their politics. They don't see anything bad in what is bad, in fact the most befiting name to call them is 'political prostitutes', Yes! That's what they are.

Alignment is what they are known for all their lives.

They align with the good, the bad and the ugly as long as they are recognised.

They so much lack shame in a way that the devil is also ashamed of them.

What they are after is just that little recognition.

What do their paymasters get them with? Bottles of🍺 beer, posting for pictures on birthdays or send gift. With these they worship them, they even sing their praises on social media.

What they need is pictures of them with politicians. They want to keep fooling who they want to fool that they are close to the government, the same government they have become beggars instead of standing against what is not right.

They starch their clothes, pay their way to Uyo to snap pictures and drink bottles of beer, feeling that they are playing politics.

Most times they are left stranded but they can't stop living this kind of life.
That is what they call politics.

Other times, they go for tour of politicians houses to beg as early as possible and they nicknamed it 'picking'.

They are also good at jumping from one politicians to another with gossips on their lips for survival.

They are expert in singing praises but they want Mkpat Enin to grow.
They see this growth as when you recognise them with stipends, posting for pictures and beer bottles.

You will wonder, what has come over them that they have refused to see beyond their nose.

They have even sold out their reputation for ages passed and the worst is that they want to lead those who are not myopic in vision of politics astray.

Oh Mbom Mkpat Enin.

This guys in politics are the worst parasites that are sucking this beautiful LGA off development and growth.

We have a long way to go with this guys on a rampage like this.

Like fathers like sons

Mbom ye ataha Mbom.

I weep for this generation of political sycophancy.

Mkpat Enin is suffering.

✍️ Patrick Ekong

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