Blood On Our Hands

I am most disturbed by this red letter season
To continually fight, I no longer have a reason
The heart break remains cemented in the air
A corrupt, uncontrollable and loveless affair
We blame the heads and authorities
But we're all part of these atrocities
Relatives and friends of neighbours and work colleagues
Lose their lives or lose their children, killed like pigs
The hardest thing is to genuinely be a brother's keeper
You have to be weary of kindness or you lose your liver
Two hundred and more girls are somewhere
Innocent daughters and sisters can be found nowhere
Speculation and rumours about what will be done
But one single effective solution, there is none
This year alone, thousands of Jesuses
Who have died for the country's sins, lost legacies
Explosions in places that have no effect on the assembly
Residents and citizens who are out and hustling
They should have told their families they won't be returning
But soon, it'll be back to business as usual
Like our actions and efforts aren't crucial
Mothers are weeping day in and day out
Yet politicians are spending, going all out
Three hundred and sixty five days of doom
We allow ourselves suffer unending and blood red gloom
When will we pick up ourselves and face the reality
We're in hell if we'll be honest and discard vanity
The leaders are a waste of life and time
Murderers get away with their crime
To what end, what could be the conclusion to this tragedy?
Will an entire nation be wiped out totally?
Of course not
The upper class will protect themselves
The poor people's heads will soon decorate shelves
We don't hear of these in the well done areas
At every derailed junction, we call on the Omnipotent one
Perceived to be magical, poof and the dirt is gone
Sadly, everybody will hide under the themed hysteria
I'll know the government is fully to blame
When we the people shut down, not light flames
But decide nothing will work till something is done
I refuse to bring my child here to be born
I refuse to add to a community of valueless mentalities
A nation that allows itself rot with useless priorities
A few months ago it was the gay law
Now there are explosions, we're all gazing in awe
It doesn't affect you 'cause it wasn't your father or brother
Life goes on as long as its not your sister or mother
Africa's Giant, my left foot
Nothing but ashes and soot
They passed motions and laws to distract us from sight
Those who didn't fall for it still suffer the plight
They seized a natural resource
With no explanation or reasons, with force
But people seem fine with queuing up to five hours
We won't address these principalities in power?
We've become comfortable with the phrase
"Yes o, you know this is Naija"
God punish these bastards with fire
Oh wait, too late, people are already burning
Foreigners will soon start running
The economy will start dwindling
Those who think Dangote will be willing
To carry this damned economy all alone
Continue to be fooled, until you're left with a bone
I, for one, have no interest in the guilty party
I just want a solution for the unnecessary malarky.
Even if this country has to go down, let it not be greed
I am writing on behalf of all your unborn seeds
The ones who will be born into this national chaos
If not for goodness, so their lives won't be heinous
Without your permission, i resign this piece on this note
Nigeria has soiled the white on its coat