₦airaland Forum

There is mayhem on the streets
Screams of pain coming out plentifully from onlookers
Blood flowing from dissected bodies
While others are aligned to be beheaded
A new movie indeed and the actors performing well
Buckets after buckets of animal blood is thrown
Height of cinematography being choreographed
But it yet brings to mind the decay in our society
A society that diversity is the trusting bond
And religion the apple of discord sown

There was once a nation
Flourishing under the watchful eyes of the slave-masters
Civilization they call it but in reality modern slavery
Noble families elected and taught the secret
Grin to your masters and your reward shall be much
Eyes opened and the slaves reveled
No more colonies we want our country
Governed by us and protected by our own laws
The slave-masters are shamed
Years of investment going down the drain
What more can be used to destroy the new nation of diversity
Aye!!! The apple of discord sown in religion

So our travails began
No succor to the many wars fought
Not with guns but with crude weapons of ancient weaponry
Daggers and bamboo sticks made ready for such purpose
Chants of war cry while the innocent suffers the brunt
O! There was a nation
Whose place has been overtaken
But solace it found in spilling blood
Blood of the poor masses and downtrodden
While the wielders of powers stay put on seat
Watching the sport of blood

There is a nation!!!
Whose advancement in technology meant death
Bombs improvised in the name of religion
While the nation becomes the testing sites
If ever you get to heaven
Ask the creator why there is a nation
And if there be any answer
Reveal it to me in a dream
While I drown my sorrows in this keg of plamwine

Dedicated to the Victims of Kaduna Bomb Blast