My Prayer Barnard Nasamu

NIGERIA MY PRAYER
Oh my motherland, you'll always tell me
If you want a change, it has to be spontaneous
If you want a house, I've to move a brick
If you want a car, you must drive for it
If you want a better Nigeria, it has to begin with you.
I never spurned your words of Solomon
My Niger Area, I've made my prayer.
My black nation, I've made my possession.
My giant of Africa, I've made my replica.


Diversity and ethnicity has engulfed
These selfish men of valor, propelling
Their restlessness and impatience.
As the day go by, destruction is dispersed in the air,
Thirst for power become unquenchable and insatiable.
Class struggle become entirely irresolvable.
In the midst of all these rancour,
Appears so well decorated with with robes.
On can't help but glance at the badge of purity.
With the armor of unity, burrowing it's sword
In the bellies of impostors guised bokoharamically
With the ipobic claws hungry for war.


Mistaking our skin colour for our mentality
We present our chameleon structured with blackish deeds.
Slide showing from one vice to the other;
Deceit, malice, falsity, corruption,craftiness and satchel of lies.
One particular edifice kept on reckoning with time.
Strong and unshakeable in the winds of corrupt avalanche.
There it stood rooted on the solid rock,
With chains and anchors of our past heroes.
The long lost artifact finally revealed, she found it at last.
The relic of truth.


Mothers cry for their children
Children fear the unknown
The things we fear the most steer in our faces.
Immortality and injustice walk amongst us,
Babies and their parents huddle up in fear
At every bang on the door, and every gboah!! from the gun.
Father's can't predict what tomorrow brings
Mothers can't offer enough protection
Babies and young ones are carted away.
Sir injustice ordering the killing of black on black
In anguish we cry out to the allied forces
Of our unseen gods, to send us a redeemer.
Lo!! In a land stricken with legal injustice and lawlessness
Fair hearing and justice was buharilized.


Beggars keep begging
Swindler's never stop swindling
Con artist keep painting false feelings
The youth's keep deteriorating
Students already frustrated and aimless
Everyone keeps looking for the easy way out.
Develop the mind you'll be nourished with ideas
Give the society a chance of growth,
Calm the stormy economy, and then we
Sustain the development of our society.
Wake up my motherland, its all a dream.

Kingwills©™