My pen let us speak strength
To the feeble minds reading
Courage to the brave minds
At struggles and wars
Let us see beyond this walls
And sight the plight of the mighty
The pains of fathers with no children to take from the warmth of the day.
Let kudos the fighters of evil
And upholders of Peace
Even in the sight of life sucking monsters
Our brave and keen guards
In the thick forest of Zambisa
And those on the borders and loopholes
Corners and pass-gates of our city
The god guardian that seek
Neither our praises nor our pearls
The loins dress in Khakis
Armoured with the weapon of death
To secure and protect lives
The true heroes of this era.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A rare appreciation of the good job Nigerian soldiers do in protecting our country. Well stated.