Political Madness

We are down on a sandy beach And our legs dug deep in the sand of pain Left stranded in the sea of sadness The night of destruction falling on us with extreme darkness Hovering on us the venom of evil With rain drops of blood on our land The storm getting heavier by the day The flame of hope blown away by wind of wickedness We live in a country where no one is safe Where death darken the sky like an imminent doom Where the majority live in ardent poverty A land where corruption is at its peak Our leaders the master chef to all our miseries With eyes of blind spot to the need of the people Deaf ears to the cry of the innocent Blind eyes to the sufferings of the poor The beat of political madness stirs in the air With sound wave of pain to all the citizen of the land Human lives valued only for a couple of coins and a few naira note Innocent blood shed all in the name of political game The taste of power and excessive desire for wealth Sum with their selfish and political greed Puts our dear nation in a state of unrest Children of innocent souls being tortured through burning knife of evil Leaving the youths to live their lives in fear Our girls are no longer safe to go to school Terrorism the bad sweet smell polluting our atmosphere With it effect on us an horrible scar People being nurtured to the highest point of hatred With every of their road leading to violence and terrorism Little by little we are losing our national pride Our economy dropping faster than the speed of sound Our leaders failing in every good sense of leadership With the interest of the people far from their mind From the cry of the rejected and abused children To the tears of the suffering and confused adult Same questions comes to the mind of every nigerian Why do we have to suffer this much? Are our leaders so blind to see that the nation is on a downhill of destruction? How long will it take for them to hear our cry? And what will it take for everything to change for good? I guess only God has the answers to all this questions And the golden key to our freedom All will have to do is to keep praying And keep hold of our little flame of hope Cos one day I believe everything will change for good