Beast of No Nation

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"Arise O Compatriots!"
Cries the blood of our innocent slain
"Arise O Compatriots!"
The people call in vain

Suffering wearing laughter
Pain hidden from the view of all
The wounded giant of Africa
Standing tall before a fall

Strength dwindling slowly
Voiceless we cry for help
Naira disappearing quickly
Behind wicked pot bellied men

Who would help her?
Please come to her aid!
Don't let the giant die
Don't let her glory fade!

They sing that glorious anthem
But spit on our heroes graves
How I wish the tables would turn on them
So they can get a dose of their fate

Come Nigerians
Let's tend to our giant's wounds
Don't wait on the heads, those barbarians!
They were first to poison her food.

KCO III

  • Author: KCO III (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 12th, 2016 03:23
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2

  • Tony36

    Awesome write

  • DCA

    This is beautiful!



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