A very powerful poem from a talented writer ~ Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Lend me your listening ears O’ people of mine,
That I may whisper the ancient words,
That I fed your forefathers,
So that you may be a Voice.
You are the land of a great people,
The land of the rising and the setting sun.
A land that overflows,
With the goodness that I have given.
Do not dance naked to the beat of a drum,
That goes thrumming in the dark of the night;
Lest you dance the dance of the dead.
Do not chase the fly senselessly,
Lest you enter the grave with it.
Do not join the madman in the market,
To nod at his music,
Hence, you know not who beats his drum for him.
Do not listen to the ramblings of depraved men,
When you cannot decipher their wisdom or mental health.
Shall you forget the directions your forebears gave you;
In pursuance of…
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