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A Man Died

A man died I saw his face In the city of Lagos Oh what a place On the highway I saw him die Hit by a car Passing by Nobody cared They just walked on by But I did This was no lie Materialism has made us cared less about ourselves Capitalism has turned us to selfish evil elves So who will pay for the sins of Nigeria? Black Jesus with patriotism which meets the criteria So who will stop the looting and stealing? When millions suffer and they care not for the living A man died I saw his face In the city of Lagos Oh what a place On the roadside He died With blood gushing from his nostrils I could see the angels Pulling him to the heaven in numbers of seven Death is a like deep sleep Except from the pained that is accompanied His eyes were wide open Like as if he wanted to tell me something And then it was nothing And nothing But nobody cared He could have been my brother Or the siblings of another Or the father or that other Man riding in his SUV Didn’t even care to look at me As I wept What is wrong with humanity? Are we still human? Are we still human? Why should babies go hungry with nothing to eat? When the blue blooded flaunt their diamonds on power’s seat But remember that man on the street We will all be like him someday When it is Judgment Day Now account for your sins and pay Vanity upon vanity But yet I need that vanity to survive When I am alive It is relevant When I am dead It is not But there are some things money can not buy Love, good health and happiness A man died I saw his face Yet I could not remember The name of the place In another land Where nobody cares I grabbed my head in despair Justice is for the rich And the poor are doomed But all these are regarded as economic boom Inflation is high And corruption rate is higher I can smell smoke and I can see fire We are many now Over a billion plus We are ruled by fools who carry the curse For a hundred years I know no peace Until I got to Heaven’s gate Where all my sorrows cease And the dead man is buried with respect And nobody in the world is treated with neglect

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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