Weep Nigeria Weep Poem by Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer

Nine and Fifty years already gone,
And our tears still flow,
Our vehicles' wheels still jog on the roads,
Our stomachs still ache,
Our ladies still sell their dignities,
Our lads still rob,
Our graduates still beg,
Our children still die of malaria,
Our infants still succumb to polio,
Our streets are still in darkness,
Our tap water pipes are rusty,
We still drink from streams and wells,
Our children still drop out of schools,
Our educated youths still know nothing,
We still pay money to get jobs,
Armed robbers still operate in daylight,
Religion extreme sects still bomb our worship places and go unarrested,
Our politicians still kill each other,
Our elected officers still buy air convoys,
Our high ranking office holders still sleep with our wives and daughters to give them jobs and slots.
Amazingly we take everything as they are and smile.
Nigeria oh my father's land.
Though your leaders celebrate your independence today,
I and many like me mourn your continuous harassment in the hand of your own sons.
Weep Nigeria weep,
For your shame is there for all to see.
Happy In-Dependence Nigerians!