I dedicate this to fellow Nigerians looking upto God to survive in the country (Especially the unemployed Nigerian youths) and to the world at large.
When grace speaks laws become irrelevant
Merit useless, connections needless
Problems history and protocol suspended
But all we do is keep on going wrong
How mаnу mоrе уеаrѕ оf sorrows will соmе?
How mаnу mоrе wаrѕ will we fight?
On streets crawl surviving frail feet
Blood soaked streets, fire wrecked homes
Economy recession, High-Profile Corruption Cases, TSA,
Crude oil- our joy, Our missing budget, Unemployment
Innocent lives ready to steal
When grace speaks, revolution sets in
When grace speak god fatherism no more
When grace speak youths becomes the leaders
And we have no more Tinubu’s and the likes
Controlling government underneath
And then problems gets suspended
sorrow no more
We pray thee for a revolution
A wind of change for youths to take charge
Problems history and old leaders protocol becomes suspended
Shortnote:
So much on my mind, my heart melted, this is the basic reason why I decided to put this down on paper. And to all Nigeria leaders and oversea who might be opportuned to read this post and got offended mere reading this post, I am sorry but the truth needs to be said in form of a poem.
God Bless Nigeria