The Crying Dreamer Poem by Ologunde Joshua Abiodun

To build a memorial
To survive the ophans
To see them
Sneezing-out happiness
Moving and picking the less to move
along
Re-defining the face of special
being's
Not like the flower that rise in the
rain
And dies in the sun
The Legacy of the poor needs a
change The kind elite die a long time
ago
Who then will carry the cross
No food, no shelter, no clothing
They had no choice
Sleeping under the cold hands of the
night
Hardworking in suffering
They pay the price of hunger in tears
Life seems so empty
Souls in hard labour day-after-day
What a terrible world!
Where people suffer under the dark
shinning sun

The past still hold the print
The rich living without hoping to die,
While the poor dies before it's reality
Bringing a silent song of
bitterness, hardship and pain.

You can be the worlds' face
The reality of tomorrow
In building a better people
Investing in the heart of others
Paying the golden price
To untamed the beauty in others
To reduce their agitation
A dream to come
Dream to generosity for all
No matter the challenges
Humanity status and mission
Never change

Be the Honest,
Be the Voice,
Be the change to come.
To Build a Better Nation,
NIGERIA.