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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required DEMOCRACY IN A STATE OF EMERGENCY Yea how shall we start with Dancing to tune of craze Walking up at a lever so aching Dragging with demons all days Who did we offend, which way I'd thought of asking for bail Was only given state of bill In clouts juggling up in their stakes Who'll will deliver Nigeria Hope promised Hope denied Peace promised War reinstated At every 4year, a rant At all the 4years, lordship One man enriched All men enslaved Stealing branded with white Pocket gutted in corruption Who'll dare to ask them? Remember the carcass filed the street Streets and cities in desolation of bones Gathered them the corpses they denied exist Who'll then want to be among anonymity Watch as they make themselves emperors of the days To democracy twisted in their craziness The odds found odd to display in placards Asking horrendous demand to shuffle their needs In asking amiss to the root of their course Who does not know they're birds of same feathers Free from '60s , enslaved in millennia To extent their youngs moved on the slavery To land of unknown to mothers, in coined of japa Because their mothers did not care to mussle them with milk Thus, went to crave the pieces fallen from tables of the fatlings Who'll rebuild our flag Who'll restore our anthem Who to trust in horn of doubt Or we'll waive our country bye in a neck-locked forever?
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