Nigeria At 59 a Home of a Failed Marriage
NiGERIA AT 59 A HOME OF A FAILED
MARRIAGE
On this wavy Atlantic sailed a white robe
With his skills in Holy book
Thou bringeth thy self to rob
As they used the book as bait we the fish to hook
The net they filled with us the pest
On which they feed with smiles
Their hearts overwhelmed with greed
As they took us on their wheel they sang the creed of greed.
We weaived and quivered while in shiver
They became weavers and achievers
Basket of rich fruits they found
Treasures of riches they discovered under ground
Pleasure filled their honey mouth as the bee took their flight
As they tested the depth of the river with both feets
A mistake they made without a look in sight.
Now the baskets begin to tear as the fruits rot in great delight
The marriage they celebrated with unpleasant feets
As in mockery they danced as they feasted in peace
Alas they broke their vows as the brigades
Fired their barricades
Uniforms interchange uninformed
As the abortion they failed
Begot the painful miscarriage
Presumed for yesterday.
A happy man marries the woman he loves
A happier man loves the woman he marries
But this marriage is due for divorce
The party is over and desolve
Even the rivers show no love in confluence
Give us the agreement of the conference
The urine has been held for long
So the bladder might burst
What ever will be said went wrong
It must be remember how they broke the trust.
Copyright © Patrick Ituma | Year Posted 2019
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