Echoes of Pain
It is hard not to cry
When you see dreams die
They are young but in the grave they lie
Gifts, talents, hope gone as if they didn't try
It is painful to hear a man sigh
A few years ago all hopes were high
Now all he looks is to the sky
He tries, he strives, but his success seems shy
How do you feel when a mother faints
All her live she strives for a picture to paint
A clear one for you even if hers is faint
If only this place were merciful she will be a saint
My generation suppresses the young
They flash age as wisdom
They tell the youths to be strong
While they lavish the wealth of the kingdom
A song must be sang
To free our minds from slavery
It is not getting better, we feel the pain and pang
Silence here is not winning yet chaos is not bravery
Cry yourself to sleep but please wake up Africa
The world is moving fast, don't just run after it o mother
If we must be purged, let our hearts be
For at all cost a brighter future we must see
Nigeria breaks my heart, yet her love I must seek.
@kolawole_john
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