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The Genesis of Nigeria

The genesis of our country Nigeria starts,
With a blessing of abundant resources and culture
Where evil starts to culture,
This strangles the country,
Which gulps for air,
In despair,
All we do is just stop and stare.
A country where a single law can not hold
Where human rights can not be told
Is it only me that finds this a bit cold,
Where hospitals turn down dying people,
All because they lack money,
The patients die in agony.
Damn! Is it only me,
That sees this reflection of hell in our country,
Politicians rob us of both or happiness and money
Jesus Christ!
Our politicians are pulling of a killer heist
What is happening to our education?
Why is it in this condition?
Children balancing in the fulcrum of corruption and misconception
The ever so smiling Corruption runs free and reeks havoc in our nation,
Destroying the moral values of our tradition,
How could a country be like this, it is not easy for my mind’s digestion,
But I do have a suggestion,
Establish an incorruptible law and legislation,
That will become our economy’s standing constitution,
And fuel it with the morals of our tradition,
Make education available to the children who want to learn,
So they will have future, which they desperately yearn,
Politicians Forget about Nigeria’s domination,
Be in the nomination,
That will bring to this nation,
A new revelation,

poem by Isa Augustine Adaeiza
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Nigeria

Nigeria, Nigeria, Nigeria
The best country in the area
The country where cultures reign
Just to bring pride to the heart that preys

Nigeria, Nigeria, Nigeria
The home where my pride lays
Nigeria, Nigeria, Nigeria
The country only to pay

Through all pain and suffering
It's still a country that's loving
Through the hard time jorneys
It's still the country with hidden moneys

The 'Buba' we put on
Is alwayz the prize of the father zone
The 'Shokoto' we wear
Is alwayz the pride that the village owns

How could I forget my country
The country that pays my dowry
How could I forget my country
The country that's filled with honey

Though, there is not much overwhelming riches
We have happiness that the body wishes
Though, we battle days with a lot of wishes
It's alwayz the best place of wisdom riches

Have you ever being to our parties?
Where it's filled with happys
Have you ever being to our gatherings?
Where it's filled with money sharing.

Aren't too connected with mordern medicine
But we have a secret weapon of true legacy
Though, there is no core science
We have the best herb technology that ever hence

Nigeria, Nigeria, Nigeria
The dearest home in the area
Nigeria, Nigeria, Nigeria
How could I forget the place of my interior.

poem by Olufunmbi Aransiola
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Today

What's happening to our country,
don't we learn from bygone days?
We once blindly followed religion
who used God to manipulate our ways.

Deception and corruption are the key words
they've been used since day one.
As people we follow the so called good shepherds,
who charm and cheat everyone.

Can we honestly believe what we are told,
are politicians really so gullible and half soaked?
Or do they have something personal to gain
as an incentive not to rock the boat?

At election time they make us promises,
which are forgotten when they get in.
Laws ought to be passed to jail political liars,
but any such proposal would be a sin.

So whichever way we look at our situation,
as a nation we are well and truly f***ked.
Politicians will forever spend our money unwisely
on economic failures and cover ups.

poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Inang Bayan (english 'Mother Country')

Oh, mother country
it's no longer
a short time
since you become
a free nation.

Oh, mother country
truly, you are free
but why
did you let yourself
be imprisoned
by poverty?

Was it your choice?

Oh, mother country
when will you be able
to take good care
of your abandoned children
who wish
for three times a day meal,
for shelter,
and for affordable medication
and education.

Oh, mother country,
Oh, mother country.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Anna Hazare A strong old man Fights corruption For the people Of his country

Anna Hazare

A strong old man

Has taken the nation

By storm

Fights corruption

For the people

Of his country

Lives in a temple

Without a family

On others mercy

With meager means

Politicians see him

As an enemy

Afraid of being caught

Corrupt deeds

Getting exposed

People at large

Support his mission

Of honesty

Pray to god daily

Honesty overtakes

Corruption finally

Brings smile

On the faces of people

Of his country

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Democracy

If a country’s majority of people are illiterate
Democracy will bear no sweet fruit
Whereas if a country’s most of the people are educated
Democracy will bring peace, harmony and prosperity.

Therefore governments ought to provide education to all citizens
In order to obtain good results of democracy
And if necessary they should go for free education
For the poor people irrespective of sex.

On the other hand education should be up to the mark
And moral education should also be provided
So that a corruption-free society can be established.

Thus democracy is able to set up a welfare state
With a minimum timeframe.

poem by Asif Andalib
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It is people

It is people’s victory
No one should feel sorry
It was writing on wall
Demand of the day and call

Mahatma Gandhi did it to gain freedom
Such movement was witnessed seldom
Today it is happening once again
Glory to motherland and power to regain

No bloodshed or single loss of life
Amidst uncertainty, with growing concern and strife
Whole country has witnessed a non violent struggle
With free will drive for looters, grabbers in populated jungle

Why country and poor can not be placed at top?
Why does our spirit and conscience not stop?
What is reason for putting country into shame?
Is the liberal democracy only causing to blame?

Politicians and bureaucrats have done immense damage
The country’s affair is in shamble and unable to manage
The precious national wealth is taken away from people
God only knows when we can do it or be able?

Even the mighty can be brought down to knee
This is movement for calling a country really free
The system is not used to the advantages for few
People are in street to compel the culprits review

Only one man has done the miracle
Whole of country is proud of and entered the circle
The time zeroed in and changes are offered
The conception may be odd but opinion never differed

The country has to be freed from the slavery
From the organized loot and corruption mystery
Who can lead the nation and bring the result?
The country has faced enough of it with insult

Mahatma faced bullet for telling truth
This lone man may loose battle and face the death
Yet whole country is behind mass movement
We can only offer tribute and no other comments

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whose Country Is This?

Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nigeria: The slumber

Nigeria, a people that suffer
A people that strive, a people that hunger
A people in a dark, deep and dangerous slumber
A people whose greed, ignorance and corruption linger
Whose deep wound heals on one side
but bleeds on the other
A people dragged into the mud
by those that arise from the mud
A people of democracy
A democracy of mediocrity
A democracy of evil greed
A democracy of rotten seed
A people of careless leadership
A people of spineless followership
Nigeria,
A plastic face
A prideless deep
A shameless she
Of salvage leaders
Nigeria, my country
Drowning in the pool of its blood
Spilled by its children
Nigeria, my country,
Moving in a circle
A cycle of religion
A cycle of tribe
A cycle of corruption
A cycle of destruction
Nigeria, my people
A people that suffer
A people that thirst
A people that hunger
A people in a deep, dark and dangerous slumber
A people whose light grows dimmer
Whose hope grows slimmer
Till eyes rise from the slumber
And greed appreciates hunger
And true voices shout like thunder
And willed feet stump and say no longer! !
Nigeria,
A people that suffer
A people that hunger
A people in a dark, deep and dangerous slumber….

poem by Andrew Ahile
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Rest With People

Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent

Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons

No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions

National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration

Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy

Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?

Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned

Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An End To Struggle

I shall curse for all those
Who have taken an oath and deposed
For upholding the constitution
And save the people of nation

They have suffered in all the ages
Kept under yoke and in iron cage
Without voice to dissent and no participation
In any matter concerning the self determination

Foreigners have gone leaving behind
Vast population with new way to find
Determine own future and shape the destiny
Now were the golden days to feel happy

We forgot slavery and painful memory
Many leaders from new generation made us to feel sorry
So much hatred and lines drawn on cast lines
Main issues like hunger, education pushed on side lines

Politicians take money to fight election
Industrialist renders help for mines selection
Countries wealth as such is plundered
Looted in day light and ineffectiveness is rendered

Let us not see the individual with cast background
Make the judiciary powerful and sound
Let no politician get escaped and go Scot free
The country is coming up like full and big tree

Millions look towards bright future
We have sold out education with no cure
Degrees are sold; fake admission is made for sure
This is how we boost for country's progress and assure

Large amount is siphoned and taken out of country
This is not only fraud but a chain committed with treachery
'Who will the cat' is the question raised around
We got to do something and system must be found

Let us resolve to see the nation intact
Let us not disregard basic realities with fact
If we go on cheating with people
There won't be an end to struggle

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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America In Turmoil

this country has gotten out of hand-its time for americans to take
a stand.-we let petroleum prices rule our lives.
and change the way we live.-now its time for the politicians to give.
the same way that the north and south joined forces
to become a nation.
it is time for democrats and republicans to become one.
and help the people get out from under the gun.
unity is what we need right now-but its nowheres to be found.
president bush took the oath-and made this country
his escape goat.
he took ameica to a war that was in civil strife
and had americans lose their lives.
now! he is pulling out the large profitering companies
from a hole that they created.
and used the publics money for their own personal greed.
and then says they're in need.
get rid of the ones who created this mess-let obama take the test.
if this country is in poverty-it is time to be set free.

poem by Louis Rams
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The Edge Has Been Cut (South Africa)

My Belovèd Country!
My Belovèd Love!
My Belovèd Nation!
It is not the best we perceve,
Though with attitude we assume,
Sit down and let me tell you the story of reflection,

we boost about being the best,
fool a massive number of foreign correspondence,
But we disguise reality!
that which we call Africa in the South,

I cannot even differentiate when compared with Zimbabwe,
A huge level unemployment
A fast growing element of poverty,
A lack of proper education as usuall,
And so we shine regardless,
I sit and ask my innocent logical mind,
are the economical figures of South Africa a true reflection of its definition?
if yes!
what is South Africa?
I tell there is more than just a country,
I Could be just a village,

kill me for the dark secret revealed,
a rainbow nation,
that which racism still breath its height,
corrupted and selfish politicians,

if a 9 year old boy still goes to school barefooted,
Is that freedom?
If the schools are built with broke

poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Country Alone

There is dreaming land and happy country
Cursed and blessed by her beauty alone
The lost children of the country
Foreign in sweet home alone
Do not understand country
Hardly meaning own name alone
Some praise the country
Some leave and laugh alone
Emptying nectar of country
Satisfying their belly alone
Forget about future seed country
Fight living and growing alone
So tragic for the country
Eaten by her child alone

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Let my country be free

Let my country be free:

Free from poverty,
Free from inequality,
Free from debt,
Free from Unfair trade,
free from mal nutrition.

Free from scams,
Free from red tape,
Free from scandals,
Free from unfair elections,
Free from whole corruption.

Free from hatred,
Free from terror act,
Free from casteism,
Free from regionalism,
Free from class reservation.

Free from dirty politics.
Protection of human rights,
Equality in health and education,
Better law and order situation.
Governments’ accountability to citizen.

I want to see my country free, truly free.

(C) S.D. Tiwari

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Politicians Vavroovahana Patra

Politicians exploit the people of the country;
Hoarding money, remain in palatial building with delight.
Poor people die with plight;
Politicians say India is a country of prosperity.

Without providing food to the poor entertain day and night;
Do not feel all are sons and daughters of Almighty.
Widow laments for food day and night;
The family remain in hunger with plight.

Politicians forget their ideology of sacrifice;
Remain away Divine Bliss.
Entangle in bribe and corruption;
Enhance society’s tension.

A good politician thinks upliftment of society;
Derives peace observing poorman’s smile and delight.
A good politician derives peace serving the patient;
Lives in peace with merriment.

Good politician is blessed with Divine power;
God blesses him with peace, pleasure.
Service to human beings is service to Divinity;
All are sons and daughters of the same Almighty.

poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Real Losers

one is the soul of the country one is the wealth
both seem not to know how best to give to the country

one says one is the real son of the country
the other says he is equally a son of the country
for he helps build up the country, feed the nation
and develop it blood and sweat
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one insists he is the real master
the other says he wishes to have similar status

both go on and on until they forget there is
a country to be fed, to be built, and both
end up in the drain, soul and wealth

so much to fight over in a country
without much of a country to gain in the end
my pity, my pity

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mother Nigeria Africa?

Mother Nigeria Africa,
Can a tree make forest?
Few out of dozens.
Man without woman,
Light without darkness,
Words without ears,
Say my prayers,
To a cherished countrywoman
A proud country in riches,
Unity in diversities says,
Saved prayers to save a nation,
To give Africa a voice.

Searched and found for love,
Criticisms and hatred engross mind each,
Where is a proud country Nigeria?
Deceits and deceived founds in final statement,
Mother Nigeria Africa?

Give a nation a voice,
Africans par say.
Remembered creche childhood,
Remembered primary beginning,
Remembered secondary lifestyle,
Remembered higher learning race,
Yet no love of countrywoman,
Mother Nigeria Africa?

Taught in primary one,
Taught in primary two,
Taught in primary three,
So and so in subsequent classes of a nation,
Yet no love of countrywoman,
Oh! mother Nigeria Africa?

Brought in love with them through,
Ate with them in love through,
Taught with them in love through,
Yet no love of countrywoman,
My songs,
Give Africa a voice,
Mother Nigeria Africa.

poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Culture Shock

After an absence of...
four years intensely immersed;
in a foreign country
culture cuisine employment.

Sometimes the greatest
culture shock;
is coming back
to your home country.

Sometimes then
you do not belong;
in either country
ever ever again.

This is definitely true
when you never;
belonged in your home
country to begin with.

Bicultural people
can however;
be an insightful gift
to both cultures.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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America needs every one of us to lend our energy, our talents, our ambition to making our nation better and stronger. I believe that with all my heart. That's why “Stronger Together” is not just a lesson from our history. It's not just a slogan for our campaign. It's a guiding principle for the country we've always been and the future we're going to build. A country where the economy works for everyone, not just those at the top. Where you can get a good job and send your kids to a good school, no matter what zip code you live in. A country where all our children can dream, and those dreams are within reach. Where families are strong… communities are safe… And yes, love trumps hate. That's the country we're fighting for. That's the future we're working toward.

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We must have more union members in this country to fight the political and business forces that are undermining workers in this country. The AFL-CIO has chosen the opposite approach by planning to throw even more money at politicians.

quote by James P. Hoffa
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