How come she sit solitary? The country that was full of great people, how come she has now suddenly become a widow? She weepeth sore in the night and her tears are on her cheeks; among all her lovers, she has none to comfort her. The country is going into captivity because of afflictions and corruption from her own citizens. The gate of the country do mourn because none came to the solemn feasts.
All her gates are desolate, her citizens sigh, her virgins are afflicted and she is in bitterness. Her adversaries are the leaders, her contemporaries has gone ahead of her and her children in uncomfortability. The country has greviously sinned; therefore she is removed. All that honoured her despise her because they have seen her unclothedness. She that was blessed and gifted; who ought to be a mother to many is now a kid to all. All people seek bread, they gave their pleasant things for meat to relieve the soul.

How is the gold become dim! How is the most fine gold changed! The stories of its pridevare poured out in the top of every street. She has now become a mother whose child's tongue cleaves to the roof of his mother for thirst. Her young children ask bread and there is no man to break it unto them. She that born children who feed directly are desolate in the street. They that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.

Remember, O Lord, what has befall us and save us from the mighty hands. Consider and behold our reproach. Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our hands to aliens. We are orphans amd fatherless. Our mothers are as widows. We have drunken water for money and our wood is sold back to us. We have given our glory to other countries to be satisfied with bread.
The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is hundred into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head, woe unto us.

Who will save the nation if not we are children or does a saviour needs to be born?
Let her children stand and fight the good fight. Let the bad children turn a new leaf. Let her children who left to another motherland come back home to redeem her glory.
Let the rotten elderd change because our race is falling fast; when the elders we esteem so highly can sell their honour for devil's money; then let Pig eat shame and men eat dung

P.S: I believe in this nation and I am ready to take part in her transformation and same should be to all of us. I believe the country will be better and all we need is UNITY, GOD's FEAR AND PRAYER.

Happy Democracy Day

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