I have traded with death
In a well dark competitive market
Where hero falls and
Coward rise from pit
Of another phase
I lost my anus at home
I couldn't locate my head in abroad
Bagging degree in kahki is not enough
But the pain German machine inflict
Have tasted the plight
Have seen days with moon shinning
Have seen days with sun beating
Have seen days sky weeping
I feel not all these
No memory of gross
All I can see is loss
With anti peace boss
With the end of dust
Oh plight of rugged man
Who will taste?
The plight of the orphans
Who will change?
The wombs of barrens
Come and let exchange
The bullet of glory to keep the memory
Who among you will shelter my destiny
With a golden Ankara
All I know is plight
We plight, I fight
Let meet at inner cycle
I know there will be another cycle
I know plight of rugged men
We know plight of able gem
You know plight of able bodied men
Let choose the peace
And embrace cool cage
The storm is fresh
The plight will rest.
Adeosun©2017
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