Who takes away this paper
Flying the deep deep sea
Takes away our baptism
Drinks not from the family cup
With a sunken heart
Like a bedraggled bird
Kills the 'Naija' dream
Who takes away this paper
Steals from the Nation's warehouse
Like the dry waters of drought
Leaves us bleeding
Who takes way this paper
Showers kisses of woe
Like the echo
Of a roaring Lion
Blows the trumpet
Of a raging storm.
Of a roaring lion! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
...Steals from the nation's warehouse The poet condemns the bad and corrupt politicians who loot the nation's treasury.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Edward for your comment on this poem. I appreciate.