A Lost Land Poem by kolawole ogunfowokan

I know a land with so many brains
But thinks and acts with its glands
It is only motivated by the banks
With the content of the banks they play so much pranks
Neglecting the brains it becomes chained

The land has no color problem
But it sets up an internal problem
That eats so deep than the color problem
Its so internal yet so glaring
Neglecting the brain it loses its emblem

Once they were walking
Now they are crawling
Not that they are crippled
Only they have thinking issue
Neglecting the brains now they are just barking

We tried the bold it couldn't be saved
We tried the old it just would not work
We turned to the pious they lost their ways
What shall we do to save the day
Neglecting the truth they wont be saved.