@Vanjinks 14 September 2020

For The Honour And The Glory!

We were told the foreigners were the problem They wanted nothing but to waste us We never looked within, so we believed These whites should suffer like we did In pain we recited our anthem Hating them, we thought we were compatriots We arose indeed But moved not in the direction of the call of our nation Oh! Zeal without knowledge Look what you’ve done to us We had thought we were fighting for our father land But our enemies grew bigger and bigger While we diminished faster and faster We should get stroked with common sense Is Nigeria our father’s land? Which love, where is the strength and who holds this faith? What is this labour of our heroes past that should not go in vain? Which heart and what might should we serve with Wherein lies this freedom we heard we were bound What peace and unity? All the prayers to the God of creation Just so He would guide our noble course We pleaded him- guide our leaders aright And help our youth the truth to know But we lose ours, fighting over the identity of this creator We wonder if we’d pull through the present day How much more our noble course Our leaders are all wrong Guiding us towards this false cavalry Only to have their goons and dirt men Plunge their weapons through us And tell us to believe black is white Tears stream down our faces Into the ocean of the blood of our kindred Those we found strength in have been killed Our own wasted by the executors of our laws The innocent perish and the unjust boldly flourish We can’t but ask: What love, what honesty, and wherein should we grow? What is just and how do we know truth? Our lofty height we saw you patriots in the reverse crumble Our one nation you all partitioned among yourselves, No better than that of the Berlin Conference So, which peace and what justice reigns? They encourage us to pledge to Nigeria our country That we would be faithful, loyal and honest, That we would serve with all our strength But they laden us with the grieve of them killing our loved ones They have themselves become the Nigeria we must serve Yes! They are faithful, loyal and honest And with all their strength they must serve their senseless greed While your sons argue whose father is richer We argue if we’d ever achieve our dreams While your stomachs keep protruding, We plead with the worms within to spare us some parts of our digestive system Should by providence we find a meal Our initial enemies still glare at us, Not exempting you, “Our Nigeria” Calling your home built on looted money Huts Not forgetting to call your lineage Monkeys with all boldness For the sake of your greed, you kiss their asses anytime for your security Just as we, yours for feeding In all, we all are the same- dusts