VICTIMS BEHIND THE WALLS

Life unfair to many, 
Society a stage, 
Brutality here and there, 
Victims helpless to their fates. 

The walls have ears, 
Tears echo from orphanage homes, 
Children the victim
of circumstances. 

We are all victims,
Hardship and hunger
slap many faces,
Poverty the garment of laughter.

Behind the walls
lie helpless victims 
whose hopes are shattered,
by leaders who oil their pains. 

Tears of helpless victims 
flow like a river, 
Their fates undecided, 
Many pharoahs 
have mounted the corridors of power. 

Hope calls from afar, 
A hope of a New Nigeria, 
Who will the cap fit? 
Intergrity a virtue, 
We must be Obidiently Yusuful.