After the Rain

Without our faults as a people,
our failure as a nation,
we will never tell the worth of man.

Without our lies of love and unity
we will never recognize the Nigeria 
in all of us.

Without angry soldiers
shooting,
killing,
and maiming our people,

Without death smilling at us;
we would never tell the price of freedom.
we would never read the cold lips 
of our heroes` grave.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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