Golden jubilee; welcome to Nigeria

Golden jubilee; welcome to Nigeria

 

Looking down the page

So many had changed

“Was this my gage?”

She cries with such a rage.

 

To the mess of all age

Customs and Traditions is forgotten

And changed

She felt like breaking out the cage.

 

Ah… young ones: It was fifty years ago

Before prisoners were freed

And true owners became happy dwellers

So frustrating, so upsetting

 

“You’ll never make it” most predicted.

 

“Kill the messenger”

Sagely, she’d dog-fought an awful message.

Her dispossession now in perfect position

 

It was fifty years ago

After the whites came

The whites ruled

She became sage

 

Wish the old had gotten the message

It was fifty years ago

After she flashed a look

From the corner of her eyes

 

The green flag waved freely,

At home now, many old died…

Ay… young ones, if she hadn’t be slaved to sage

She wouldn’t be saying: “Welcome to Nigeria.”

 

    By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

    © 2010 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com


 

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