Democracy
What a beautiful edge of demo,
Has it was said to be by the hero,
To allege from one homo,
To the right wrong solo.
Everywhere from 19s,
Has turn against the 18s,
Where the colonial abided the crises,
From the top most hill of iris.
Haven began the struggle,
That stand from peace topple,
Ending in war against white couple,
Now,we are bound crying against our trouble.
Before I was born to this world,
I had a dream of many flood,
That(no ones carry the same old),
Together with one had rather we odd.
Similar as I was born to this land of horror,
By then I think everyone is error,
Include the governed and the governing warrior,
It hit me a lot with the dead blood of Nigeria's prior.
Ethnicity is our pride,
Like a bus we are in and ride,
Haden we known it is there war hide.
Alas! Nigerians watch and take a bide.
Crime,corruption are the main theme,
Of democracy has I was showed to its beam,
We found guilty of this like a cream,
Many mind move much halm.
Democracy has it was defined,
Government of the people of deferent bind,
By the same bind of peoples who rule their hand(s)
And for the people of their midst of sand.
To be continue.
Fecund_writer.
Copyright © Fecund Writer | Year Posted 2021
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