Cry It Out Poem by Emeka Joseph Nnakwe

Cry it out!
The shame, pains and sorrow
You don't need holding it no more
Cry and let the masters see you in pain
Let them see the shame
They need to see the sorrow that mocks us all
It's no crime you are born a Nigerian

Cry it out
Cry!
O Nigerians cry!
Maybe the gods had heard our voice
Maybe they had see our agony

O cry!
You with a sounding voice
Let our cry weary the unjust judge
Maybe he had avenge our adversaries
Cry it out

© N. E. JOSEPH