My voice gone from the shout I have made
I cant sleep due to unending melancholic news
That still didnt kept me from moving forward
Emancipates us all
So we cherish the goodies of this blessed nation
I never go hungry even in the space of scarcity
I have never been poor
Even though I live where pauper lives
I mourn for the aborted foetus in this nation
Who could have become
A stronghold to our direction
Taken us out of seduction, reduction and evil elections
I mourn for the adopted girls, adopted in chibok
Whom could have been
Great Solutionists to our solutions
To render renditions to todays independence celebration .
The beauty of them all
Make lads long for their friendship
I miss the chibok girls
Am happy because
am here to save the slum
I can count babies giving birth to babies
Due to no knowledge of keeping their virginity
Rape raped the lasses
Raping my muse with fuss
I refuse to lodge in their apartment of nemesis
Nor to listen to their bogus prophecies
All in the forlorn fallacies of negative ecstasies
My country, my everything
I lived and eat in this nation
I will be a dominator to a better population
Creating solutions
And making promotions
To our those under demotion
I love this nation of
Oil wealth
The giant of Africa
The pillar of less sepulcher.
The aroma of hope
Lies between the thighs of this nation
Am proud to be a patriot of this nation
This is the day,
That Our nation sings
This is the day
That the liberty bell starts to ring
This is the day
We all start to remember
What We stand for
and to celebrate our Independence
We stand up high, as We
All start to cry
As we think about,
All that died
For you, for me, for our whole country
Risking there life
Each and everyday here is a salute
To all that lay ...
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#Sunsampaul d Philosopher
01/8/16
12:01am
NB: At early crack of the dawn wrote this poem in sleepy eyes and cold palm
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE
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