Motherland Or Murderland Poem by Motunrayo Yusuf
Motherland Or Murderland
Motherland or Murderland
After all the trials and fights against invaders
After the triumph against selfish disguised traders
To win a war by unity
Only to be ruined into a state of plurality.
My ancestral home
Blessed with the richest of milk and honey
Yet generations die of starvation daily
My origin
A land without natural disaster
But we suffer more havoc than a Tsunami
'The labour of our Heroes past'
Have long been in vain
We now stand divided and fall in unity
I start to wonder
Should you really be called 'Motherland '? , I ponder
When your citizens hide behind a silly cause
And slay themselves, then put it on silly curse
With misinterpretations of scriptures
We have been driven out of sanity
Into a world that care less about humanity
I'm a little curious
Who do we call upon when we say
'Arise o compatriots'?
Are they the one's slit by their throat?
Or the one's who slit them by the throat?
Dear motherland
What will be left of you?
When we can barely survive
From all these war and thrive
Who will see us through?
Written by: #Mo'
Beautiful depiction of an ugly reality that is Nigeria, elegantly brought forth in good poetic diction with conviction. An insightful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.
My origin A land without natural disaster But we suffer more havoc than a Tsunami......very painful experiences in one's own motherland........... all are tired of war and occupation........ civil war, hatred........ a reality that we all hear about now a days....... thank you dear poet.
Problems! ! Living in my ancestral home. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:15:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An excellent poem, Motunrayo. You've conveyed these sad truths hbestly by means of very effective paradoxes such as, we now stand divided and fall in unity. And a land without natural disaster but we suffer more havoc than a tsunami. I would venture to say that there is a people in Nigeria, united despite their diversity, who really have true love.