My Beloved Country Poem by Sulaymon Tadese Faozahny

It started as an empty space
Filled with unimaginable things
Unknown darkness
No life
No light
No living being.

A world
Then,
Appears full of light
Life living being
Darkness overshadowed,
Called earth.

Earth
Spherical in shape
Indescribable from the sea,
The air,
The sky and
The ground beneath.

It contains different sort,
Continents,
Colors,
Race,
Language,
Tribe and ethnicity.

It occupied by
Vast lands,
Forests, and
Bestowed with
Cold rain and
Incredible likes.

Africa
With 59th countries
So beautiful,
Catching.
Its babies
Are charming

Great,
Mighty,
And beloved.
They rule
Make noble,
And are feared.
Nigeria
The giant of Africa
Mother land,
Great nation,
So colorful
Mother of all

It springs
Forth 36th state
All fruitful,
Beautiful,
Interesting.
And vast.

Its own
Cultures,
Tradition,
Norms,
Tribes,
And languages

Very pitiable
In sane societies
Leadership is influence
But,
The giant of Africa
Leadership is affluence

How much a leader
Can amass
From the masses,
What a wonder
Corruption is a metaphor
For the country.

Its leaders
Render the youths
Uneducated;
The educated,
The unemployed;
And jobless.

The masses
Homeless,
And impoverished
By the greed
And avarice
Of thieving leaders

Maddening acquisition,
Stashing money
In foreign banks
Riding the expensive cars
Building the expensive mansions
Globetrotting for personal gain.

Believing?
Nigeria is cursed
With leaders
Who devours
The future of its people
Even those unborn.

With Oliver twist mentality
The politicians in power
The widespread poverty
Of the people in a land,
While they are busy
Sharing the people’s wealth.

Poverty is ravaging
The masses,
People are hungry,
Homeless,
Devastated,
And jobless.

The street
Are full of children
And youths,
Who
Have no hope
For the future.

North, South
East and West
The people,
Have been
Condemned to a life
Of misery.

More than half a century
Of nationhood
Nigerian still yearning
For leaders
Who can dare explore
The audacity of true leadership.