niegerans eyes

Nigerians eyes

God were are you I need you
Life is becoming a worn out shoe
I walk from my shanty neighborhood to the city
Embracing my problems with negativity o what a pity


Then I see a white person walking the streets                 
My African heart starts hitting many beats                         
My mentality has struck sudden death                     
For a future blinded from the serpents breath.             
                                                                                       

I can see my future crystal clear thou another’s eyes.                 
Wondering and wanting the rich world outside of this diamond. 
Its rough edges have cut me deep and my new hope is beyond     
Towards a sliver society with golden promises.                             
                                                                                                         
Places were people eat and never go hungry.                                 
Were men are good and not so angry.                                             
A place of unity, justice and peace.                                                     
But my truths are under a corrupted lease.
                                                                                               
My reality burns the love I once received.                       
The flames growing stronger with rage that deceives.         
From this government has made me weak.                         
A passport of faith is what I seek.                                     
                         
                                                                                           
                                                                                                 
I sit with my mouth close praying                                         
But so many words I am saying.                                         
Even when I sleep I ask god in my dreams                           
To show me an escape to the righteous streams                       
                                                                                               
Rivers of sin surround the islands of minority               
While the counties money is sailing from the majority.       
The poor people suffer from there dirty soil
Equality is trapped, covered in crude oil.


Resources of greed ended all good deeds                               
With there human nature killing there spiritual seeds       
Now we the people suffer and feel the pains                             
As they travel with there platinum carriage trains                       
                                                                                               
Cars, trucks, buses and planes                                         
But the roads were never developed are maintained.       
With sand, dust cursing people’s air waves                       
No wonder so many falls to there graves.                           
                                                                                                       
Mosquitoes knock at deaths door                                         
Requesting blood and much more                                               
Medical access is buried under fat pockets                                   
While Malaria kicks and explores like rockets                               
Kids younger than one surrender to poverties cries.                       
But the enemy isn’t these fearful flies                                           
                                                                                                         
The enemy is the corruption                                     
That causes social eruption 
Young men lie about there age                                     
To get to the next football stage.

Slaves they become from the lack of opportunity
That forces sin to slither and begin activity.
As Jesus and Mohammed claim these lands
The lack of electricity has burn so many hands

Creating generators to supply power
The after affects are leaving lungs tarred
Alterative ways are available and good
But the government’s eyes are covered with an evil hood

Using police and there crazy laws
The government shows no mercy to hide it flaws.
No concern is made about kids selling on the street
As long as they get wealthier and become the elite.

Happy and comfortable there fake life’s may be
But there real truth they will never be free.
Starveling the oxygen from there own society
Forcing rates of new fidelity.

Concerned about the people they are not
They would rather be buried with cash and rot
Can there be hope in a country of injustice
As long as there young people that can trust us
Then Change is possible One day




the young people can change this place
Were poverty and greed will levee no trace?
And When they look into there children face.
They will see a future with all of god grace.