After the darkness, a sobbing voice sings,
After the drought that grazed our fields,
After the scowls that tyrannized our faces.
It's now a decade after the darkness
I look away, to a land far away,
Green with gardens, serene with seas.
I look beyond the fog of today
With a bleary sight, threatening to cease.
Lagos, your sweat;
Lagos, your struggle
For the countless children
That in your arms, dangle.
'I'm gonna make a change'-
That's the promise I always make.
Yet this man walks the streets
With heart full of joy and under his feet
I know it rains here because I feel the drops
Because there's no sunshine to kiss the crops,
Because the thunder chases lightening
And I quake; it's so deafening.
Come back to Mother Earth
Although she's been arrogant, unwilling to apologize
But see- there're tears in her eyes.
Her fluorescent eyes, electric gaze
Dazzling beauty that awakens tears.
Aroused, we've followed her to this strange place
Of sunset, with glowing bulbs everywhere.
Pity grips me now as those dire moments dreaded,
Come to life, him-dreading-self goes to death.
A question lingers as he lies on that bed,
‘How does it feel living, with each laboured breath
What if we are wrong?
What if the defination of being dumb
Is speaking, shouting, singing a song?
What if silence is the only language the Earth understands
If only time throbbed in the heart of that snail
As it starts climbing that hill beyond the vale,
I would wait on this shore without pain
For two hundred years to see you again.