Heroes

In a time of sorrow and mourning when darkness covers the morning when faces ars covered in suffering when merry bells stop ringing when voices speak of hurt and despair and cries of the bereaved fills the air In a time of bloodshed and massacre when war is preached instead of peace when meals turn sour and there is no more happy hour when we live in fear that every meal might be our last supper In a time when we hold hands share each others sorrow cause there might not be a tomorrow then a hero arises from where we call nowhere and shows us somewhere Heroes are, saviours of the people ambassadors of peace restorers of hope bearers of light carriers of joy hercules of our myth People born to lead and not to flee If i could turn back the hands of time to the time before my birth i would ask the creator to make me a Nelson Mandela or a ken saro wiwa or a Mary Slessor or an Okonkwo when things fall apart people who have carried the burdens of their people and not shown deaf ears to their cries Let us all stand in ovation and raise our glasses in celebration and in adoration of our heroes let us tell their stories to the younger generation Let their legacies remain in our hearts Let us celebrate our heroes.