53 Years From Now Poem by James Ogunjimi

Nigerians want change, but they don’t want pain.
Nigerians cry for better lives, but they leave it all for fate.
“E go better, e go better”, is the age old slogan,
53 years from now, we’ll still be singing the same song.

53 years from now, frowns will still crease our brow.
53 years from now, our youths will still get slaughtered like fowl.
53 years from now, our anthem will still be “E go better.”
53 years from now, we’ll still be at the rung of the ladder.

53 years from now, our oil will probably have dried up.
53 years from now, our crops will probably have died off.
53 years from now, our treasury will probably be empty.
53 years from now, we’ll still have to live with impunity.

53 years from now, war may have ravaged our land.
53 years from now, we may have spent ourselves fighting a selfish battle.
53 years from now, we’ll be looking back wishing for what is long gone.
53 years from now, our children may grace our graves with spittle.

We have waited for a messiah for long enough.
We have sat still living life just the way it was.
Nigeria must awake from its slumber,
Or 53 years from now, there’ll be nothing left to remember.