My country, where nobles lived,
In greens niches of the mangrove.
My country was a place where peace was prince,
And harmony was princess.
My country men were with virgin minds,
They came as fallen angels,
Of the kingdom of evil,
They came as prostitutes,
Stricken with the venom of inhumanity,
Loathsome to our norms.
Woo! To those who raped us.
They tagged our virgin minds
With subtle nomenclatures.
They left us with a recalcitrant AIDS.
Woo! to those who raped us.
Who raped our mother's grave.
Who raped our virgin minds.
You left us with bastards,
With mutated genes.
Bastards with;
Pot bellies,
Slacked lips,
Craftiness alien to love,
And prodigal minds.
May God heal us.
DARAMOLA EBENEZER 2017.
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