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Is Mother Still Alive
Is mother still alive, brother? Is she still breathing as a woman? Why is she in the darkness crying? Has the power outrage gotten here? Has the fuel scarcity made the hospital Not to put on their clamouring Gen? What eyes will watch our large mouths, Shaped by the sorrow of lost and failure. We've failed our mother a million times, We've eaten that fruit which she commanded us not eat in this land of evil and pains. Many of her Children are in the Rock; Embezzling her body and soul while she dies here! How mournful it is to say goodbye to one Whose journey is of no return! Alas! We're lost. Is mother still alive, sister Mary? Touch her head and legs and feel her pulse! Listen to her heartbeat and tell me of her condition! How many of us are here now? How many of her relations are here to see her? Is uncle OKADIGBO here to see her? Is OBIAJULU here with his flute of love? What will be of her fate, Doctor? I woke up in bed joyful but now I sit in sorrow, Watching the sleeping eyes that once watched me. Is there no one who will cure mother here? Or shall we flew her to LONDON for treatment? You answer me Senator GAFAR MUSA! Answer me Governor MBADIWE OKORIE! Don't you have anything to say President SARAKI? We have wounded the patriotic pride of mother, Her morose mood can testify to that accusation. "Hello, where are you Governor FEMI?... You are a goner, a fool, mother is dying here and You are there fighting of her oil wells and money, why? Why? Why are you heartless?" We are doom if anything should happen to mother Nigeria here! Let's sound the drum in all the villages and towns! Let's borrow the earful clamouring drum of the towncrier and move farther, let it be told that our Mother is sick and needs healing urgent, very urgent. Go! Go! Go!!! Go to every nook and crannies and tell them that our mother is dying in pains. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016
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