Are We Still Good People Great Nation?

The hen is looking for a way back to its egg
Where the heavy foot has trumbled on the head!
We’re called the GIANT OF AFRICA,
but where lies the padlock to the pneum?
Honouring killing and blood shedding in the
country,
Eating wars as food,
Value gunshot more than human lives
Throwing bombs as stones
Killing innocent people as fowls and chickens.
But we’re answering GOOD PEOPLE, GREAT
NATION!
Where lies the good people?
Yes! The bokoharam
The Fulani herdmen
Serving bombs for the innocent souls.
Where lies the great nation?
Brothers against brothers
Sisters against sisters.

Chinwendu Chinonyerem Emmanuel
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