GIANT TODLER

by Unknown

Nov 2009 551 Views 1 comments

GIANT TODLER

Author: Unknown

Such a vast expanse;
Blessed but bound,
Talented but tortured…
Such a great nation,
Severed by two waters,
Knitted at the center,
Lubricated from its Sheol,
Fluent in three tongues…
Such a revered nation,
Sending emissaries
To the ends of the earth.
Such a beautiful people;
Dark, coloured and goodly,
Suffering amidst plenty,
Suffering but smiling,
Languishing but laughing.
Such a beloved nation,
A towering giant, so immense,
Yet still an accursed toddler

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Posted: Nov 2009

About this poem:

This poem is about Nigeria, a blessed country in terms of human, material and natural resources, yet its people wallow in abject poverty because of the bad leadership of its politicians with active conspiracy of western interests and colonialists.

Comments (1)

Neostylites_, IranNov 10, 2009

Handsomest, your people are lovely. Though dark without, they're pure light within. But you shouldn't worry. All the lovers of light throughout the world are for you, not for your politicians.