john chizoba vincent
COME WITH ME
COme with me to the shrine
Let us deliberate on the plight
Of our beloved country
The gods are waiting to hear from us.
Here is your sit, face me so that
I could watch over you head and you
Watch over mine so that we
Could protect each other from the terrorist
Who might throw a heavy orange on us.
I heard what happened recently.
I heard it also but very brief from a gossip.
Is it true that over two hundred pretty girls were
Abducted in the country and every one had been wailing?
Yes, so i heard also, even the people went on protest
all over the world.
The first lady of the country also cried.
Then which pretty girls are left for our children to marry?
Amadioha knows best.
I also heard of the kidnapping going on here and there,
The bloody arena which was discovered at Ibadan.
I heard of the ritualist caught red handed by the police.
They confessed that the political animals sent them.
My dear, what is going on in this country?
Who is who in this country?
Why are we like this brother?
Is the president working at all?
Is the security men asleep, who are we to blame?
We have a lot to do in this beautiful yet cruel land
Before we all become slave in our fatherland.
Perhaps its start from me and you to redefine
The cultural and traditional value of our beloved country.
When faces are no more faces we can make them face off.
We can carry on the good legacy to the dark kettle
But remind the pot of change to come.
Put off the burning sweating candle
Make it known that there is nothing as constant as change.
We could be mad, mad in the bloody street
Yet our madness will never make us insane.
To over look the insecurity in our system
We hope no more but hope for our hope to come
With the unaborted dreams of a better country.
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