Written by: Muyideen Ayinla

Upon this mortal world of ours
Where human rights are being trampled upon
And every step you take by the hours
Leave prints of hopelessness and dejection
And when you do look up to the skies
From your eyes flow tears like raindrops 
Be not surprised when they do bring forth crops.

When sadness cast a web upon your soul
And the earth does cry out foul
And your dreams emptied itself in mist
While you are left with clenched fist
For you are just a victim of human vice
Believe me they will be just but a blessing in disguise.