Onwuasoanya FCC Jones
Awake Oh Patriots! - Poem by Onwuasoanya FCC Jones
Terribly are we beaten up,
Irritably have bed bugs infested our bed chamber,
Our beddings have been sullied,
The innocent sizzly blood of our brothers sullied our beddings!
We have been befuddled in our desperate search for recipe!
Our bellicose and belligerent drivers are benighted,
They are inept!
We are at the precipice of a plummet into an abysmal Golgotha!
We all, are victims,
We all, are prisoners!
We all are inmates in this dour dungeon!
Our supposed rescuers have all lost the vigour,
Some have been converted, others are convicted.
Oh Nigeria, oh Giant!
Where flew the patriotic spirit that drove the Ziks and the Tafawas?
Is there no enlivening to this ennui?
Are we forever entrapped in the epoxies of mediocrity, penury, corruption, imposition and scam?
Where are the bench-markers, the legacies and the references that may change the youths?
Where have gone our motivators?
What manner of slumber has taken its toll on them?
But for the fiery, logical and doughty Kalu's, Oshiomhle's, Peter Obi's, Soyinka's, Enahoro's, Ojukwu's and few others,
Ours would have been a case of eternal damnation.
Awake, oh you fit patriots,
Defend the integrity that could only guarantee the sovereignty of our nationhood,
Fight, fight and never flight!
Grind all contraptions, for you can!
Rescue this nation from the Parasitic Disease of the People!
Foray not to be settled,
For then your troubles shall be doubled.
Foray just to salvage,
Take up this gauntlet and gun for true change!
Long desired positive change,
Sweet smelling positive change.
Stout and strong young patriots,
Come pull the string to usher in this change.
Wake up and work or your growth will forever be stunted!
We must chart the pathway to a glorious Canaan!
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