Trapped In Sorrow- Hope For An Average Nigerian






Trapped in sorrow Over the incessant economic breeze 
Coursing through the nerves making me feeble from my insides 
Draining me of every strength
Trapped in sorrow as my country men are dark-eyed
 Living on hope Of better days with no clear a better way
 long drawn in the sleep of oblivion
Trapped in sorrow Over incessant lies Falling from stained governmental lips 
Hope seeming Pushing us into the deep
 Tears have dried off my eyes, what I have left is laugh at our collecting sorrow
 Like an opening sore a permanent carricature 
We have become Of what n whom we used to be.
I'm simply draped in sorrow 
as every Nigerian is nothing but a dreamer Dreaming idle dreams.
 All that is left to say is " See you when you get there"

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