When the Strong Cry

when the strong cry

I couldn't be stronger than now
so I never wish to see 
what I see today in my country 
it hurts when all is not right
yet one feels handicap
its painful to see your love ones
slowly dieing right in front 
of your eyes 
I never wish by now 
what I see today will 
be the reality of today in my country

when the strong cry 
too many problems everywhere
too many cry's for help 
in distance places 
like now in Nigeria 
we are at the edge of collapse
yet our leaders are acting
like everything is under control
while many are in bitterness
while hunger are tormenting
the innocent people
still our leaders are less concern
as always they gave us fake hopes

when the strong cry
is a shame how we are
in poverty always 
while we have more than enough
to live comfortably with
is a disgrace when our leaders
turns into jeters 
jeting out our wealth to a 
foreign land 
where it just abandon for nothing
while we wallow in difficulty and 
deep well of lack
yet they keep promising us  always
of a change 
while they are enemies of 
change themselves

when the strong cry
is not funny any longer 
how things turn around so 
fast in such an ugly manner
our young men are jobless
they have turn to crimes
as robbery is now usual as normal
our women has turn into prostitute
our children are growing up 
single handedly by a single parent
our economy is at a state of collapse
oh God too many calamities
up on my country 
yet there is no sign of change
so upon this quest 
no matter how strong I am 
as I see all this calamities
I see the strong helpless 
and that is 
when the strong cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Nnoli Avatar
February 15, 2017 at 5:58 PM
Wow wat a touching poem....kep it up richard
Nnoli Avatar
February 15, 2017 at 6:04 PM
Kid sister God bless you Richard
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