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Mother(Nigeria)

Soft. Beautiful.
Curvy terrains
Large territory
Earthy treasures
Oily beauty
One of a kind
The giant of its kind
Fruitful woman
Her fruit is black
I am one of them
What went wrong mother?
You travail in pain
And bask in shame
As you give your life
To gain your glory
The land is hard
And fluid bitter
Your children cry
The rain gives way
A pause in time
You run in reverse
As greed drives your fruits to evil
On both knees
I whisper to him who made you:
Come on. Come out.
Come down. Come here.
Light this candle again
Let the world feel her heat
Let the fire that is going out spark
Mother, my heart's heavy
All that I see is violence
Hatred, division and strife
Hope dies slowly each day
I miss it all
From the love to the rainbow
These troubles are snapping me in two
I miss it all
From the dancing in the rain
To watching the sun set on you
These problems are breaking me in two
But I hold onto that lone neon light
This is not the end of our beginning
Mother, through it all
I hold your hand
And I promise never to let go
I'll give my beauty to make you beautiful
Give my glory to make you glorious again
Kill my greed to make you rich
Dig the gold in me
And wear you a crown
Love is my heart
I'll give it to all
In time, though hard
Your fire will burn
On bended knees
I cry to him who made you
Come on. Come out.
Come down. Come here.
Touch this land
And let your love set her free. 

poem by Jenim Dibie
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