July 21, 2017

Henry Samson

Unik Poetry: Kelvinsapp - Nigeria

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Kelvin Sapp a comedian of the federal republic of Nigeria, a recording artist and a lover of God who is well known for his comic MMM song during the freezing and unfreezing of MMM participants account is no doubt a gifted and talented man. He's not only a comedian and an artist but he also has the power of the pen. He has the ability to make ink bleed on paper, this is no fake news because he did a write up titled NIGERIA and one of his friend showered praise on him and reminded him of how he use to write in school. Below is the write up by Kelvin Sapp.

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NIGERIA
Through the bridges of faith and walls of hope
Have we fought to attain this uncertainty
Lands vast in crude;
earth bless with seed
Yet the harvest seen is few for much in need
Corruption eats it's crust;
deprivation taunts it's resources
In creeks some claim ownership over her large resources
On lands; some fight for religion as if it's the cause
Deaths of the innocent has been a pity sacrifice
Even at the end to justify religion; souls are burnt
Slayed mothers; children killed;
men without graves
The paths of the wicked continually grow
like green grass
Seasons come and gone;
families become short in numbers
This extinction caused not by natural cause
but by fellow arms
Who are the rulers?
Who are the government?
What is rule of law?
When rule no longer prevails
In such moment where swords of men now prevail
The head of the the unarmed
becomes the cup for drink
His soul is transformed to rot in the heat
like a stone on a sling
His humanity is trampled under the shadows of war
What do they fight for?
what is this madness of valor?
Several times I sleep to reawaken in my dream
Wondering what has become of my Nigeria and her beam
Faith tells me it's time for a better path to restoration
Believing in the rise of my nations salvation
Oh Nigeria!!!
How hard thy rulers raped thee
The seed of the bastards have eaten the bread
The spoils of her joy lay waste on the street
The parliament fights for nothing but for her own fit
Politics wars policy
party fights for personal profit
The path to justice is covered with blood and skins
The boom of bombshells
The splash of heads on the walk side
Father's die in sons arms
mothers on daughters laps
What makes us different?
Are we not black skinned?
The foreigners prey our soul with their teachings
Howbeith did our masters teach us to be corrupt?
Many waters flow to cover me up yet
I don't drown Still I breath
I am Nigerian
Even while I write from here
I never stopped hoping and praying
That in midst of thy adversaries;
her fraying feet
And trembling ankles
be strong for the journey ahead
Nigeria a giant troubled
Written by kelvinsapp

Henry Samson

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I am a student, entrepreneur, video editor and a blogger. My passion for spreading the gospel and love of Christ is the driving force behind the creation and management of this blog. Unik Empire - Gospel According to Arts and Talents. Contact us on WhatsApp 07087472047 or send us a mail at unikempireblog@gmail.com.

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