Nigeria2

NIGERIA2
With her eyes wide open she sleep walk in the dark
Her subjects wallow in pain and agony
The kill each other yet is silent
Her road tarred with blood yet she turn a blind eye

Her watchers are tired
Their eyes is weary
Her dancers are dizzy
The drums plays not to rhythm

Abundant around her is
Jobless people
Clothe less beggars
Half dollar families
How fair is she to all

A few in riches millions in poverty
A few in light others in fumes and darkness
A few in shelter others in the sun
Yet in her we place our hope of tomorrow

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