OCTOBER 1ST.

From the first day when she was set loose
From the confine of the great masters
Her children never lived in peace 
She was free yet in bonds
Like the saying "Man is free but in bonds"
The bond was created within
Within the corroded minds
So unpure with high odds
They slowly seized her majesty's life
They stripped her naked of her riches
Stripping it from different angles
She is an empty gallon now
Her children now hold on to strings of poverty
Plate of corruption is what her children now eat from
 They now drink tea of corruption
We wished our great masters never set us free
Their line of duty was fair
Purer than ours
Their brains were carved out from legendary
While ours is from daredeviltry.


— Lawal Abdulhamid .A.