A Call to serve a nation,
Under the scorching sun
and in a mocking rain,
Hunger slaps their faces,
They starve and serve.
Though established for national
unity and integration,
But the fate of youths undefined,
Coordinators and staff smile,
The clarion call is of national importance,
But their welfare weeps for ages.
The national integration breathes
phobia and disunity,
Religious acrimony bites hard,
Tribalism checkmates the system,
Where is our hope?
Unity in disunity.
Souls sacrificed in seasons,
Parents in pain and agony,
Their saviours sacrificed,
What a clarion call!
Graduates harvested in seasons,
But unemployment mocks them,
They hope for a better future,
Where leaders are looters,
Jobs decided by godfathers,
Our hope roasted for decades.
We await a coming saviour,
Like the Pharisees and Sadducees,
Who will wipe our gummy tears?
Legs migrate for greener pastures
But no emigrants.