Nigeria At 44

Corruption proliferates speedily
Evades the table of bread and wine
The masses without an option
Feeds on food meant for swine

The Green Men has left the imperial seat
Their bullets fly… creating extra breathing holes
The Men in Black joins in the deceit
Make friends in each other's eye foes

Money, women and popularity
Remains the goal in the ruler's mind
As sincerity and truth in this city
Seems onerous to find

Tears are shed in place of laughter
Sorrows till dawn won't take flight
Melancholy in the masses lives
Oh God what a fruitless plight

Those in power feeds like no tomorrow
Leaving no tidbit for poor dogs
In this struggle for survival
The diplomatically transmute like frogs

Since man can't kill his greedy nature
The masses should endure till a better future
As many lay their head down to sleep
Praying that the Lord their soul keep

Nigeria Poem Nigeria 44

Written By: Caleb A. O.
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