Thy Chains Oh Farah
I share thy chains oh Farah!
in my hands and heart they hurt.
I share thy stains from afar
for my skies are red and tears fill my pot
I feel the frailty of thy fatherland,
in my heart lays the fallen palestinian.
I feel the fratricide in thy fatherland;
the innocent bloods speak to me: a nigerian
Though my hands are hanged
to the cross of continental border
yet my pen is pegged to thy prayer pad,
together we can end the yellings in yonder
I share thy shoes oh Farah!
walking in the hope of a bright future for all palestinian,
I share thy ship, sailing from afar,
cruising with the compassion of a noble Nigerian.
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