My Cry.

Dear Countryman, have written to you it's being ages, but I think it's deem fit for so now, because our country is upside down and our leaders are funny they seem to be a clown.

Life here is so funny, but the pain is so much everybody can feel it. How we fell from the sky and landed in the ditch, and our babies cry cause they're being born by a bitch. The pain is so much, we feel it when we die and our ancestors snitch. Our glory has being tied and now we take last on pitch.

Dear Countryman please tell me why we lost wings to fly, yet we still can't walk. Just tell me the reason! Why we lost dignity and accepted poverty. Why we were brainwashed taking our properties.

Am crying out in pain cause this is a lot of shame. Our garments has been stained, we've fall out of grace. We were kings in the game but now we take last on race. Why?
Life here is ironical, respect not reciprocal. We made corruption our capital and theft became our pal, yet our leaders still act funny while our faces look stony! Like we should devour them and take back our money, but this isn't the story, cause we've been denied of glory. We've been brought down so lowly, is this how life is tell me!

This is my cry dear countryman, if there's anyway you can help us, cause we're threading the path of ruin at present.

WRITTEN BY; SANUSI EMMANUEL