Cry For Nigeria My Country
I wake up every
morning
to ask myself
'what's happening'?
God gave us oil in
the Delta,
waters in the Benue
and Niger,
mineral resources
all over.
Though we've no
natural disaster,
but we got loopholes
that need plaster.
And now we are
falling assunder,
that is making me
wonder,
am even behaving
strange like an
anaconda.
We still survive
under the millitary
suppression,
not even to mention
the oppression
of the wild.
Our politicians are
all of pretention,
our leader are
products of greed
and discension,
when we are called
the giants of
Africa, centre of
attention.
Oct 1st 1960 was our
day of freedom,
since then, we threw
away our wisdom,
all in the name of
religion, politics,
what is this?
You will hear
rumours of fighting
in Jos,
killing one another
no remorse,
people are so much
stucked like traffic
in Lagos.
A piece of advice,
dont be suprised.
We gotta move
forward,
cos we are left
behind in the
race-call.
Copyright © Francis Justice | Year Posted 2014
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