Why do you hate me so much?
it is a thought
that is beyond my reasoning
I have asked you
For so long a time and season.
Why have you refused to see
that I am beyond
What your eyes can see.
You see me everyday
And denigrate me
You call me names
That my construct doesn't crave.
All you see is point out my flaws
But you never deemed it fit
To acknowledge and praise my strength.
You go about
telling everyone about my problems
but you never deemed it fit
to discuss
how to proffer solutions
to them.
to them.
I take a look at you
and you drown my heart
in the pool full of pain.
Why have you refused
To give me chance to grow.
I am blessed
beyond your wildest imaginations
But all you do is curse me
With reckless abandon.
You have refused
on a consistent basis
to deny me the modicum of respect
which has been earned
with blood and sweat.
with blood and sweat.
I look at you sheepishly,
but all you care about
Is how you will destroy me
And destroy all the values
That I hold dear with pride.
In case you don't know,
let me enlighten you.
let me enlighten you.
You call me barren
because you are barren.
You call me a withered tree
and a disgrace
because that is your name,
You tell me
I am hopeless
Because that is the curse
you carry around your neck.
The time for you
to wake up from your slumber
is now or never
to wake up from your slumber
is now or never
because I wonder
what fuels the judgment
that you lack
the wisdom to pass.
the wisdom to pass.
What makes you
call me ugly
when there is none
as beautiful as me.
Maybe if I tell you the truth
You will not hate me so much.
You are what I am
And what I will be
Is dependent on the steps you take.
I am not an island in itself
And without your presence
In me.
I will not even be called my name.
Get a grip of yourself
Because the shameful tags
You impose on me
Is not a true reflection
Of my glory
which gallantly stands sure.
My colour will not change,
neither will I lose my flavour.
For those who hold me
in high esteem
enjoy all the promises
that flows in me relentlessly.
You are what you call me
because there is power
in your tongue.
All the labels
you impose on me
Is of your own making.
If you call me weak
It's because you are.
If you call me a failure
It is because
that is your identity.
For you do not know
that you are Nigeria.
If you do not work
to make her great,
you can never be great.
If you give up on her
you give up on yourself
cause the only reason
there is a Nigeria
is simply because of you.
You are the answer;
The solution to all the problems
you brew relentlessly
cause you are me,
it is high time you took up
the responsibilities
you have long shied away from.
Because remember these words.
You are not put in this land
just to complete the headcount.
stop hating on your reflection,
own it
own it
and make her beautiful.
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