Poem By George Egba

Care for cry
The song from prison pain
Here is wrong though tears try
We keep our dear eyes from rain
We must always die for our own
Hold hand by day or by night
And prove our love till dawn
When the proof is light
Men must take their stand
See they trust cake of their size
Living it to their dreamland
Where they belong and have their eyes
To be brave once upon a look back
Not slaves anymore we are free
From the old song in prison black
Rehearse in tears we are more than three
Strong enough we can stand
Above and even beyond our past pains
Love and hold our hands
We are more like a nation we can reign

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