john chizoba vincent
The Nigeria We Deserve 3 - Poem by john chizoba vincent
THE NIGERIA WE DESERVE 3
Who could enter a dark room without breaking
The holy glasses therein?
Are we suppose to keep running from pillar to post?
We have come of age to eat the fruits of the land
Knowing the bleeding eyes are signs of suffering
The eyes should be prevented from bleeding and
The nose from inhaling a forbidden air filled with
The dark street is not what we all deserved
Bombing the souls of the innocent should stop
Man madness could make man pure in the eyes
Of stupidity but purity in insanity makes the righteous hearts bitter.
We have seen enough of which we don't deserve
The fight in the house, domestic violence, child
Trafficking all are choas and the downfall of our
Why should we have a home and run to the forest?
Can we not stop the spread of tuberculosis in the
We deserve a home, a paradise home not fire
Made to capture the innocent people on the street
The dark night covered our believes yet
We hope and dream of a better atmosphere
But the more we man up, the more things fall apart
Paradise lost, foolishness regained and wisdom flew away
Man up' they told us in the confusion of the day
Homosexuality set in, honesty escape from the church, church; a business for the idle hands
School our enemy, home; a forest of shame
Leadership, a forbidden tale.
This is not what we deserve, we deserve promising
We deserve the government by the people, of the people and for the people not Demo-Looters.
The pregnant woman delivers in pains
The still born afraid of coming to the country
Our hospitals a mess, our roads cry in tears
Rain of sorrow envelops our daily activities
Yet they promised us of faithfulness and unity
But their promises are always active before elections
After election, we all begin to dance alone
To our stupidity and foolishness in our own land
This is not what we deserve in our country.
The nigeria we deserve is of truthfulness
We deserve much more thatn the first world countries
Because nature endowed us with enough resources
We deserve much more than what we see now.
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