It Could Have Been Worst

It could have been worst 
So i pray to jah 
Oh jah see the tears on 
The eyes of the poor

See the innocent dead bodies on the streets 

See the cries of our
Beloved mothers 

See the poverty everywhere in africa

See the lack of food
Shelter clothing 
Not to talk of lack of jobs

See darkness everywhere 
No electrcity

See religious discrimination 
killing my brothers and sisters everywhere

See accident every where in my country cos
Of lack of good roads

See the men on black 
And black with their brutality in the name of police killing the innocent 
In the third world

See my people 
In every jail 
In every part of 
The world

See my black beautiful 
Sister turning into 
Prostitute to a normal
Trend for money survival

See my brothers turning 
Crimes as a normal means to survive 

Oh jah i cant ask where 
You are cos i know
You see all that boreders
My country

Am a poor ghetto 
Biafran boy
That believes in your
Supreme intervention 

As now i pray 
Oh jah hear the cries
Of your people 
The peope of biafra
Believe in your devine
Intervention 
If not oh God 
On our struggle for freedom 
It could have been worst
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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