The Hellish Paradise - Poem by ONOJA ANTHONY
Amidst the crowdy nation.
Amount youth like seashores.
Among them lies browe of creativity, cruelity and home of talents.
These I know well that I belong.indeed my gene
Though we all came as one.yet we parted like bloodline.
Can this be the belove dreams of my fathers?
Could this be hell of heavens?
Black gold we mined with pride.
Beauty alluvial we own.
Products from earth our joy.yet we hellish ourselves.
Invaded by hellish leaders.govern by taskmasters..
If it were reign of godhood sulfur we all will be engulf in..
God if this how paradise hope for let ur remain before the first masters set foot in pan Africa..
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