BY OBIYO GRATEFUL (Nnamdi Azikiwe Debate Community)
Zoom! It flew
Into a timeless past
With a despondent crew
And time running fast
Oh! What a future.
Emotions spilled in tears
Hearts yearn in fear
In awe at the caprice
The giant place is void of peace
Oh! What a nation.
Canutes seen at the top
Selfish ambition is now a vision
No one is willing to be the chary
That will dig out the lost glory
Oh! What a paradise.
Barazas seem to have failed
Ballyhoo at every of their evil move
No one is willing to be an acolyte
That would join in the right fight
Oh! What confusion.
Where is the labour of the heroes past
Said solutions even look abstruse
Clouts left us befuddled,
Bane and with much puzzle
BYZANTINE is our next identity.
Cc: It time to rise, but how?
It aches our hearts even now
That the only solution left
Seems to be very far fetched
But we will be the chary
No matter the odds and fury
To turn that BYZANTINE nature
Into that of simplicity and bright future.
