Unknown Poem by Chimdike Eze

A land of old
Filled with gold
The inhabitants are bold
But fail to uphold
They are just so cold
They got the hope
Hope dashed with greed
Greed taking its lead
Gold from a source
The source being the cause
The cause is the lands
The land is unknown

We see the land
The land is blur
The land is trapped
Trapped in a household
A household filled with rot
Rot from the acclaimed leaders
Leaders filled with mischief
Mischief from the thief
The thief who has come to steal
To steal the gold
The gold in the land
The land is unknown

I see the light
Light seen but unrealised
They have some hope
A hope to be free
Free from the household
I feel the pressure
Pressure from the inhabitants
The inhabitants have realised
Realised the light
The light which will rise
The inhabitants are angry
The cause is the land
The land is unknown

They plan a riot
The inhabitants are shot
Their leader is got
Future leaders still to be begot
Begot like a dot
A land of mote
Our hope comes forth
The future foretold
But the land is rot
An Eldorado still to come
The land is here
The land is unknown.