|The eagle wants to fly but her wings are clipped by the gardeners that she trusted for peas and nuts, God bless Nigeria. (Photo credit: Amaka)|
On this occasion of Nigeria’s Independence Day celebrations, I penned this piece as it reflects the state of the nation. It all looks bleak with the lots at the helm but I am hopeful that someday, the bird will break free from the shackles of the clips and fly again…
I’m sure you’ve heard a lot about the land that is flowing with milk and honey but can you relate? They say we’re endowed but does it reflect in the lives of the average Joes on the street? Where then does the hope of the common man lie if he can’t access the much advertised milk and honey?
You’ve heard it before, milk and honey
Whatever that means, to me it’s funny
The love is fake, unlike hunny bunny
It’s raining tears, who will make it sunny?
The land is ailing, the birds are wailing
Nothing is working; best brains are bailing
The Visa man is busy, ships are sailing
Bloodlines reduced to calls, texts and mailing
Again, they talk about milk and honey
But it’s all pains, tales of woes
Who stole our milk, who stole our honey?
Keeping us in doldrums… the lowest of lows
The birds would fly but wings are clipped
The eagle will soar, open the cage
Let the Naira breathe, let the country shine
A prayer of a better page on her new age.
Happy Independence Day celebrations Nigeria