Green land on fire
I lie awake tonight
Wishing of things I can change
I try to convince myself
But it's all so strange
Is it me, is it you or him?
Do I try , or are we through ?
Is this the end or new beginning?
Only one can guide this
When my head is spinning
Don't push, don't try , don't stress, don't cry
How can I not mix this up?
I must do a thing to save my things
In a free forest showered green
Lies the three zealheads
Whom their struggles seek to save
The future of a green giant ground
Lost in the volume that it's held
What a youth sat with a thoughtful earnest brow
A moment by their side, heard the forest rumbling
A chest from giant red flower
Striking every tree it's met
Number 1 gaze long at the moment
Hurrying scene below , saw the symbol of the Greenland as the red flower strives
His face was sorely troubled and perplexed
Shadow of impending harm seemed to his sight to hurry
A giant tree looks the safes
While fiery brands above the tree
And the masses that he loved
The ardor and the strength of youth were his
But the wild ,reckless avenue of youth lured not his steps
He stood alone , apart and saw afar
The sure destruction lowering overhead
Saw the cursed country where a wrong
Prevails and right must perish
With no hand to save
Standing , bending and kneeling
Thus perplexed
But not as then in deep dejection plunged
His face though earnest still was peaceful now
The danger above shone
At the peak of the tree
Is less dangerous than the burning flower
From the button
He heard no step, no voice , no seraph saw
Though confused ,
What can I do , what shall we do ?
My city dwells in complete dilemma
Take the symbol and deliver it there
For the tall tree shall serve a bridge
I have done my own part
It's left for history to announced.
Abdullahi Auwal.
2020
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