New Hope
Title: New Hope
Author: John King Ayanfe ©
Date: 29/05/2023
From the fist of democracy we seek joyous feast
Our feast of independence has been thwarted by greed's fist
To speak in hope became our wildest shame
For upon our comfort they play political game
They make gangantic promises; empty, futile and unrealistic
They put modern infastructures in places by bogus words
They come as messiahs, yet are slaves to avarice
That they become like ancient masters of captivity
Lo, our past heroes lay angered in their skelental stance
Weeping for the degraded state of our proposed great land
Mental shackles bewitch the mental strenght of the masses
Alas! Can any good thing come out of this land
Lo and behold, a new hope sprout
Yet again a new quartet-years stand before us
Portrayed as the omega of lamentations, and alpha of comfort
We anticipate the beautification of a land defaced by corruption
Now, shall we have a land devoured of kleptomanias
Now, shall there be true governance engraved in transparency
Now, shall this land be a home of perpetual transformation
Now, shall this land be a greener pasture for earth
Arise, o' compatriots
In unity and new hope shall we yet breathe faithfully
That a new time be borne to exterminate our elegy
In this new hope we sing and dance, gladly
Copyright © John King Ayanfe | Year Posted 2023
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