My Nigeria My Worries. Poem by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

My Nigeria My Worries.

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I can't hide anymore,
the fact behind my burden,
the rise and fall of the nation,
the land of my painful birth,
the home of my unrecognized existence.
Nigeria is mine, Nigeria is ours!
I said!
She our pride to be proud!
She is mother to be cherished!
She is our right to defend!
She our nation to build!

But unity is death unburied.
Peace is conflict, and troubled.
Patriotism just history disclaimed.
Anthem sang un-pledged,
with voices divorced.

Just left with history to mourn.
History told neglected,
the war our forefathers fought,
getting our mother a legal marriage.
The wars are gone,
perhaps with the weapons,
the gut, the might, and the spirit.
The joy of 1960 is gone.
The war is no more against the white,
the now is ourselves we fight against.

Arise o compatriots!
Let's awaken this strong flow of emotion.
Forget not to recall,
the labour of Zik and Awolowo,
Belewa and them all who died,
for the legal marriage of our now sick mother.

Again I came an inculcator,
Nigeria is ours to preserve!
Nigeria is ours to serve!
Till then,
I feel no end to my worries.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Angela Bontle Ditumiso 09 July 2019

Wonderfully written dear poet!

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 11 June 2019

HELLOOOOOOO NICE VERY DETAILED AND GOOD PLEASE READ MY MOMS SMILES LIKE IT YOU WOULD

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Castellenas John 13 April 2019

Powerful and wonderful words. I enjoyed the energy and the drive of the words.

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Thanks for the time taken to read through this, and for your comment, I appreciate.

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 April 2019

The burden of a Nation! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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I am grateful for your comment sir

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