Better
Niger-area
Our
strength, our weakness
That
which holds us, same binds us
Same
puts apart in piece
So
what is it like after all?
Shall
it be a realization?
Assertion,
discovery, or manifestation
As
beautiful as all seems
The
end will come, which most fear
To
all the our grieve pain unforeseeable
We
were born to grow, mature and make choices
Those
yes it mar us, in our infant,
But
make us as we emerge in elegance
Gods
own country, the blessed of the nation
The
blessed of them all, the city of God…
But
yet we are highly blessed, flavored, loved…
We
may seem matured, but I say we are transiting
We
seem to have all and yet have nothing
Blessed
but seem coursed, preferred but seem rejected
The
trigger and cornerstone undeniably we are
And
we will take our place as it unfolds…
Flowers
blossom, plants grow but tries live longer
Longer
we would and tell the tails of how we over came
Like
diamond, crystal, gold, vibranium we would come
In
majesty of awesomeness of the Pegasus and unicorn
Without
fear, pain, weakness, illness, flaws…
The
beauty will all be gone and in oblivion
The
life soon lifeless, would be beauty ashes
Glamour
gloom, wealth rot, meal hunger
What
comes is what is and is what is as it came
As
benefactors of the light allowed in true knowledge
Less
walk in our frame as given in permission
We
entity of finite composition as would decompose yet to blossom
The
procreation of our betterment is not of comic enthusiasm alone
But
is dramatic in our being of blessed nature of life itself “water”
Our
beloved NIGER-AREA of over 186 million being yet progressive
…in
our wa-zo-bia-ness, emi, ni and mua we are getting there…
Nigeria,
greatest people, signed and blessed by the creator
06:06:2018; 08:08
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