It was people fleeing their homes; lives
they had built with love and sweat
I saw devastated towns and heard agonising
shrieks
Frail hopes and splintered dreams
The soil was drenched in crimson
Which vile poison has consumed men’s
hearts? So potent, only a drop sullies
the mind and skews right judgement.
This has to be a bad dream, I thought to
myself, this infernal scene unfolding could not be real
But I could smell the fear in the air, I
could feel the resentment that pervaded the land
Young and old bewildered, in a frantic effort
to gather fragments of our lost humanity
This was no dream, this was youth being
decimated, ideals trampled underfoot and ambition crushed haplessly
How have we become encumbered in this hateful cycle of malevolence? What will stem this unholy tide of wickedness? Is there
solace for the grieving?
On the other side of the future, raised
hands and joyful choruses could be heard
A great nation emerged from firm purpose
and profound values
Propelled by beautiful young minds and determined leadership
Local commerce prospers, just as equity
and justice are freely dispensed
Wealth has become a transformative life
blood as resources are evenly distributed
The course is steadied, this beautiful
voyage can only get better
I thought to myself ‘Is this a reality
worth dreaming about?’
Silence prevails, it is almost dawn, there
is much work to be done.
Arise Nigeria, Greatness beckons.
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