Obute Gabriel

(11-04-1983 / Warri, Delta State Nigeria)

Nigeria@53


53yrs old
Hmm, far! far! ! far! ! !
Has it long gone
Travelling unknown destination
Wallowing like pollen grain on water
As confusion set to tear this nation apart
It is my dear country Nigeria
The potential seed for greatness
The fertile land for all seasons
A nest for all birds
The harmony of Africans
The most populated black nation
It is my dear country Nigeria
I fear for the tears I see
I cry for the stories I heard
I weep for every dream I had
Every birth gives rise to a new sorrow
Oh, sorrow
Sorrow at every point of my story
You’ve become the joy of our politicians
And the feed of the masses
Will it ever stop
53years into existence
How many more years are we waiting
Its independence
That is all we are talking

Submitted: Sunday, September 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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