Ikenna Omeje

Oh Africa!
The Cradle of Civilization,
Yet The Least Developed Continent.
Rich in Natural Resources;
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Nigeria! The glory, the sound, the beauty, the knowledge reservoir. the treasure base of Africa and the future.
You have been buffeted by war, militancy, terrorism and corruption.
Yet, you did not die
Because your creator created you for a special purpose.
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The memory of my love
still hangs on the wall.
My heart foams with boldness and pride;
because faith has taught me that nothing is impossible.
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We couldn't choose our fate.
We only had faith.
Not to faint.
What else if not his strength?
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You're a phenomenon;
A city without rest,
nor silence.
Darkness and light holds no meaning to your activities.
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It was on the 25th of December
The harmattan weather knocking at the doors;
and shutting the windows.
Hello! Hello!
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I will not let you go
If you love and cherish me
Believe in me
When all voices are against me
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Sabo Ngari, the abode of the Yamiris
Hit by unprovoked attacks
Leading to the transition of many
Including women and children
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I thought this day
Will never come
That we will always be there for each other.
Though, I was wrong
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I will reach the end of the world
If the need be
To tell you
How much you mean to me.
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You wake me up in the morning,
Lighten my day,
And reminds me that it's time to set out
For the daily bread.
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Can the sun be trapped in a bushel?
Sparkling set of teeths
Lightening skin like the rising sun.
Can the gods behold such beauty?
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Glowing in beauty
Charming like roses
Blistering like stars
A figment description of you.
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You're a precious jewel
I'm lucky to find you in our dwell.
Your skin glitters like the rising sun
Just like the apron of our king's son.
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You're a sabre of war and peace
The medium to reach
The metaphysical sovereign
You're the disease of many;
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My country is sick
For urchins and scavengers litter
The streets
'Destitutes' and beggars
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The economy of the pride of Africa
Was once at the zenith;
There were jobs
There was food for small animals
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It's been six years
He has nothing as his
The labour market remains red like
an iron in a furnace
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