Peter Obi: The Bride of Nigerian Youths’ New Future

by | Feb 16, 2023 | 5 comments

Written by Kingsley PA Okoruwa

I am the son of a nobody!

Denied

Robbed

Manipulated

Lied to

Segregated

Disadvantaged…

I was told that tomorrow is mine,

but my tomorrow has been mortgaged before I could get to it.

Like a termite in the labyrinth of lost hope

I wallow in confusion wondering where my hope will come from…

So, today I found it.

I saw my hope riding like a king upon his chariot…

Decked with promises, aspiration, compassion, and the burden to fix what was broken.

So, I ran towards him!

I could be stopped, yet I ran.

I could fall down, but I ran.

I could be shot.., I know I won’t.

I ran…

With my hands stretched out, wide-open

I ran towards him.

I couldn’t hug him, but hope hugged me… Faith kissed my chicks, and the pureness in his heart flowed from him to me when he cast his gaze upon me with such a beautiful smile

He didn’t say a word but all he said was heard …

I can hear him saying weep not child, your future won’t be stolen no more.

Hold steady my child, this victory is for you and every citizen.

The sun will rise again

You will walk in the rays of a beautiful sun.

I will make you proud before the comity of nations…

You will stand up tall and boldly say, I am a Nigerian.

I looked at him again and silently said.., so be it papa…

So be it!!

©Kingsley PA Okoruwa

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5 Comments

  1. Faith

    Very interesting and a tru reflection of the heart of a Nigerian youth.

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    • Bubbly Doyaka

      I like this piece, so much hope and confidence… I pray It ends as anticipated. Else the Nigerian youth story will a different think completely. This poem also spell out work for our aspiring head of state

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      • Faith

        Thanks for your view on this
        Me too I pray the hope will not disappoint

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  2. Raphael Duniya

    O such a beautiful piece. It captured the scenario of the 25th when I stood my ground under the sun. I was tired and sweating, but I stood. I looked around me and could see that I wasn’t alone. All that stood with me were energised by hope.
    Let that hope keep us standing. Hope does not disappoint, for God who gives power promised to keep overturning it untill it gets to whom it belongs.

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    • Shadrach Swante Kambai

      We sincerely appreciate your comment looking forward to more of your comments.

      Reply

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