Youth, are you really the hope of the fatherland?
Then, to the fate of this land you are bound
If you're really the hope of the fatherland
Then, don't just try to sink other's feet below ground
Don't just try to do worthless things when no one's around
The sun on the east is already high
Try to wake up, so the dreams of this land will not die
*For the youth who prefer to scour for easy money than build a foundation for their future. In reference to Dr. Jose Rizal.*
January 25, 2024, PST, SPC
If you could read my mind
Kindly give me a helping hand
For I have lost the power of speech
But I beseech of you my friend
Do not take advantage of my situation
To unleash mental terror on a soul
Already brutalised to submission
Please do not read my mind wrongly
If you could read my mind
You would see that my heart is bleeding
From anger and frustration
Choking the very life out of me
If you could read my mind
You would see shame and frustration
Tearing my heart apart
As my father land has lost all decency
Preferring to celebrate lies and larceny
FATHER LAND
Think not to impress her with cheap words,
nor with tactics of a teenage boy,
hoping to see the conquest of a glamazon.
To sniff her fragrance,
is to break through an army.
nothing but a feat of derring-do.
Formed in the fiercest of fire,
she is emerging,
from the merry-go-round.
Only the qualified,
pilots her affairs henceforth.
the gloves are coming off.
To serve is to love, nurture and teach.
peace, transparency and justice,
marinaded in one bowl.
Great lofty heights she demands,
in love, truth and honesty.
She is my country.
Standing confidently optimistic.
no more mendacious tales,
no more sour taste.
Very funny how it is easy to be lonely in a city of millions
Very Crazy how it all goes from bustling and noisy
To killing the night in a cold-blooded silence
The night becomes so silent
The beat of my heart screams louder
Than a pregnant woman in labour
At a General Hospital with no electricity power supply
A simple indication that once again
I am back to the trenches of my loneliness
Where thoughts of what tomorrow holds
In a faulty system
Hunts my mental health
Rapes my subconscious
And leaves my hope hopeless
Praying crosses my mind
But that will be me joining millions to pray amiss
Maybe I just need a willing to cheat Miss
To come fill my lonely night with sonorous moans of pleasure
!
My pocket cannot sponsor my desire for pleasure
Maybe I should end it all
Once and for all
©ABSOL
For Fatherland
In a country to near the Arctic Circle
every new generation -men and women- had to
throw pebbles into a lake,
until the lake was full and you could wade over,
Alas, a bridge was built,
so futile the pebbles.
Now they are learning how to throw a hand grenade in Afghanistan
and draw funny pictures of Mohammad,
pity about the bridge.
Let the feature fly
And the wings beat
Because this is Nigeria
Nigeria! Nigeria! So high
Nigeria! Nigeria! The dream of a future very bright
Nigeria! Nigeria! So fit
Nigeria! Your greatness you meet
Nigeria! Your greatness we see
And never again to split
Nigeria! Nigeria!! Nigeria!!!
The future farmers are begging for bread,
I see their seed sinking in the sea of sorrow,
our elders are behind, no one to follow.
On the pillow of pain hope lays his head.
Tomorrow is gone; it died in the past.
Today is filled with mess and mysteries,
yesterday is not found in our histories...
We are swimming in this stormy blast.
Children and youth have nothing to learn,
our mothers have murdered morality;
and our falling fathers fake reality...
Leaving posterity to yell and yearn.
Nothing is lost, we have nothing to find;
darkness shines brighter than the light.
There is no war, we need not fight;
the beautiful ones were born blind.
Which way Nigeria, wake up dear fatherland,
You were a king, you were much more...
All I see now is the stinking sore
of a starving slave in a sinking sand?
Copyright 2014 Adeleke Adeite
Fatherland
I have no home, no fatherland,
I am a soldier with no weapons,
No worldly goods can tie me down,
My paths lead me into distances grey.
Trenches are my bed,
The starry skies of the universe
Will cover me when nights are cold.
I shall write invisible letters
On clouds of cigarette smoke
And remember times full of grace
When groves were awakening in spring;
Only memories remain there,
The tranquility of souls will not decay.
Bitter thoughts have built barriers,
Fields will bleed in spasms -
A safe haven for a hero of the fatherland.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
God bless our noble fatherland, great land of sunshine bright, where brave men chose the way of peace, to win their freedom fight, may we preserve our purity, our zest life and jolity, God bless our noble countrymen. and women everywhere, teach them to walk in unity. to build our nation dear, forgetting region, tribe or religion. but being our brother's keeper and living in harmony.
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