Make The Youth Great Poem by ChiMark Sunlight Ndubuisih

Make The Youth Great



In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
Even if do not cherish them.
For they are the hearts of nation.
The priding pride of native Africa.
For they are the glittering eyes of the world.
The prominent and sage leaders of tomorrow.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
As little big as you can possible.
For they are the vulnerable society.
Just as to ensure continuity.
As no deeds will die prior the rapture.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
Even the world is tired of the old.
As old age is a golden brain drain.
Take attention to the youth.
For they are the creative reservoir.
Ever brilliant in amazing creativity.
With modern inclined possibilities.
Ever ready to accept responsibility.
Just to sway the world from sudden disability.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
If there will be proactive succession.
As you will be in succession.
Put the youth in your posterity agenda.
And your soul will not argue judgement.
For no man will want to agonize hereafter.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
For many are wallowing and agonizing.
Wandering and squatting In misery.
Like those convicted In history.
As no one is willing to rescue them.
And they helplessly remain in squalor.
Waiting for arrival natural disaster.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make youth great is the plea.
As one of the living victims.
Ever and ever worried and looking.
To have calm sense of belonging.
Only if you would understand our challenges.
We will expect to see changes.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
For they are foreseeable diversity.
Since our government has no sincerity.
And our destiny amidst of confusion.
Like those living In commotion.
So that we miss our potentials.
And our futures become pathetic.


In tears and dread I plead.
Make the youth great is the plea.
Ever if you do not cherish them.
For they are the hearts of nation.
The priding pride of native Africa.
For they are the glittering eyes of the world.
The prominent and sage leaders of tomorrow.
And the only answers to Nigerian quagmire.

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