john chizoba vincent
A Far Cry From Nigeria - Poem by john chizoba vincent
Help! ! !
Save our souls!
We are dying of lassa disease
And they told us it is a lesson to learn.
We are been shut up by boko Haram
And they smile on their white chairs and
Told us that we don't need to be alive.
Help for we are dying of pains in Nigeria,
Help for we are melting in Africa without help;
One it ready
To tell us to come.
Our legs are no more ours
Totality has made us insane,
Help! ! !
Let's ring the bell together to the world
Of Ebola that ravenge us in a sweet morning
We are men of honour but our honour is gone
Drained with a special liquid that gladden their soul.
We have seen
Beckoning on us.
Our education is dead! !
Between our legs they kicked it dead;
Our homes are destroyed in the broad day light
We are not yet given the reasons for the destruction.
Help us! ! !
Are dying in silent
This is the cry from a failed country.
(C) John chizoba Vincent
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