I gave my all to humanity
It seemed I gave enmity
I gave my peace to conflict
Broken families and cruel children spits
I learnt my voice to oppression
Many wills suffered depression
I spoke loud in sunrise
My image suffered many dark nights
For every ill I rebuked
A thousand dictators arose
I spoke against tribalism and ethnicity
Other tribes spoke of conquered territories
I spoke for unity
Their actions suggested anarchy
I spoke of environmental degradation
I spoke of depravation and society exacerbation
They saw a common wealth of a nation
The more they spoke nigeria
I was forced to remember Biafra!
There is more hope in resource control
They said we are leeches
We are few
They can trample with shoes
How can a few
Detect our cue?
I am Niger delta...
I have been stung in the stew
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