A POEM BY IFIOK JOHN


THE LAND

The Land is like a Roaring Lion
Eating its Young
The Land is like a Raging Sea
Drowning it Inhabitants

People go, People come
All I see are gloomy looks

The Future seems blurred
The Prophets can't predict

The Eagles eat up the youngs of the Hen
Hope seems faraway
not even the tallest could see
or the longest could grasp

The Pulse of the Nation is at its weekest
The People fear and leave everything to GOD
The Leaders rule with Iron fist
Even the wise are confused

The Land is like a barren Farmland (no rainfall)
it's fruits cutoff and only enjoyed by it's leaders
while the Poor stand and look

"The 8th day Creation, The Military, Matches on trampling upon the right of the People".

The last hope of the common man is compromise
bought by the very purse that houses the people's Wealth

The Constitution is set aside
seems like the Military rules

All I see is tears and more tears
no respite in sight

"Nigeria is off the cliff, not even the longest rope can save it."


I wrote this during the week due to the Situations in Nigeria

Please Guys I will like your Thoughts and Opinions about it.
feel free to correct me cause I know I made a lot of punctuations errors there.


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E-fvck John pls I need fvck n knife

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E-fvck John pls I need fvck n knife

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