*PRAYER FOR MY COUNTRY
_Poem by Mcdonald Emenike_ Nigeria ©2017
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Thy realest peril thou knowest not.
Though thy offsprings' gloat in daily deep greed of sureness.
Unlike Jacob, the antidote lieth but not in your christening.
With the faintest resurrecting cry beareth thou the victory sword.
Cos thy years of bleeding are over and thy time hath come.
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