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Sweet mother,
Have you given up on us?
Have thine eyes grown weary from watching us?

You promised to hide us from brutality,
Our hopeless souls have we hung on thee,

The storm of life is heavy, please hide us still!
Leave us, you must not!!!

Our eyes are weak from the ocean of tears shed,
Our hearts ache as though an old Lady’s back, for the reason of grief everlasting

Sweet Mother,

Haven’t our cries been heard by your ever listening ears?
Hasn’t the constant wailing awaken you from thy sleep so sweet?

Worries for breakfast, terror at night
With nothing but agony and despair at noon,

Yet you watch your children, the royals of the land be enslaved and tortured, served as meals to the devourers

At the mercy of our predators you have left us,
But even at this we refuse to break

Dear mother,

Receive our soul atlast,

Safe into earth’s guide.

6 Responses
  • daltena
    June 6, 2013

    Let’s pour hot oil on mother nature and see if she won’t wake up… ‘HOT OIL’ I mean let’s PRAY HARD for nigeria.

  • daltena
    June 6, 2013

    Thank u 4 reminding pple of d fact that we live in a world or brutality,some of us jst needed dis 2 realise.

  • sissel
    June 7, 2013

    Bobo u re doin re fabulous work,keep the ball rolling…*winks*

    • kuyetasham
      June 7, 2013

      Lol! Thanx sissel, but its “BUBU” not “Bobo”. 🙂

  • kenny
    June 12, 2013

    Lovely write up! *thumbs up*….. Good job!

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