Posted: April 6, 2016 by lade in Poems

Happiness in disguise,
Youths runs with hands tied,
Every unit,  thorns and broken
Yet we smile with pains.

No Place like home is our song,
As if our home is paradise,
Nothing seems to hurt us
Our dark skin is a strenght to go on.

No love, No hate,
We seems comfortable with our predicament
We pray as if we know God,
Religion seems to make our problems worse.

Our Economy escalates for nothing but bad,
In-spite of all, our smiles lives.
I watch as these smiles encloses,
All praises goes to Nigerians
In the journey of suffering and smiling.

Posted by Admin


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