I grieve for a land granddaddy was a baby
I grieve for a country who voted in error...
I grieve for the poor alive and dead in Nigeria,
I grieve for the unborn who shall suffer for the failure of our leaders...
I grieve for you who feel our problem is just from the government...
I grieve for you and I who just can't think but keep talking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem