The seed was planted by an evil prophesy
We heard it whispered many years ago
It ate up our faith like cancer and unleashed fear in us
Like a weed it grew stronger each day, watered by our enemies’ saliva
Slowly but steadily a thick cloud of darkness formed over us
Like an outbreak of Ebola this evil seed contaminated our minds
As a child believes the father, we believed every word
So we began to live it out
Everything about our lives began to fall in line
Every day that passes brought us to our doom day
The prophet of doom had spoken, Balaam has indeed spoken
Who will save us from Balak, we cried
For it was bound to happen, everything around us testified.
All conditions perfect, an evil harvest so certain.
Our beloved bride will be torn apart in pieces
What sin has she committed to deserve this judgment?
Must your life end as the soothsayer proclaimed?
Queen of Africa fully breasted and endowed
Our hearts can’t bear to watch them rip you apart from your perfect curves
So we prepared to die with you for our loyalty is with you.
But suddenly, I hear a voice saying, who shall go for us, who shall we send?
Surely in a vision I saw a lamb with the strength of a lion and the wisdom of an eagle
Rising from among the people on invisible hands with an unimaginable speed, I was sure to expect the unexpected from the least expected.
He was chosen to cut the tree that grew from the evil seed, now about to bear fruits.
To rescue our queen from this evil prophesy of death
Though he was a lamb, he lived among wolves.
And so smelled like them
Yet in his hands lie the destiny of a nation on the cliff of disintegration
But at the appointed time he found courage to separate himself from the wolves and assumed his true identity in order to cut the evil tree.
And sure enough he did not by the weapons of war but the weapon of a brave heart.
For in a minute phone call, he fulfilled his destiny and kept our beloved nation, Giant of Africa as one indivisible entity.
With divine wisdom encapsulated in his humble soul, he defied the audacity of the prophets of doom
So the forces of evil faded away, while peace and Goodluck reigned in our dear country, NIGERIA.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.