Innocence Poem by Aliyu Ammani junior

Am born and reborn every morning
Am dead and die every night
Yet the hyenas of this world
Would not allow my soul rest in peace.

They chase they kill they slaughter
No room for the weak, No room for the poor
The pharaohs of this time
are more dangerous than that of MOSES time
They bite like pythons, harm like a cobra.

What a world of sorrow and injustice is this
Everyday the blood of innocent people flow like a heavy rain.

Many had reach their final lap
Where they met thier only merciful king
And will never be reborn again every morning.