john chizoba vincent
Nigeria Of My Dream 1 - Poem by john chizoba vincent
Nigeria of my dreams
Where the air moans no more,
Where men love and care for each other.
Those who are involved in fraud, theft, murder
And arson or mislead of any form shall be dealt with.
The voice of the voiceless shall be heard clearly,
And the weak shall be strong.
Nigeria of my dreams,
Where Gold and silver shall be for the monkeys
And the beggars control the black water.
The poor shall be rich and the richer shall be reduced equally.
Smugglers shall have no bread to eat
And their barn shall be empty.
the contraband goods shall be restricted.
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