Nigeria Ii
NIGERIA II
Nigeria is this you the mighty?
The diamond in sought by moon faced ladies
From world of tale where value values
Discovered and polished by civilized dignities.
Nigeria is this you crumbled by hatred?
Pure gold covered with dust by the miners
Curtain call is for Cain
A land blessed than the biblical Eden
In the hands of greedy Rehoboam
Who swore to break your back with horsewhip
Children who delight in kill’ their mother on Birth stole.
Desperate ritualists who choose to Sacrif’e the oval.
When shall you rise in the hands of your enslavers?
Like Joseph of the coat of many colours.
Copyright © Magnus Nwagu Amudi Esq | Year Posted 2007
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