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Hiya! Just a quick intro :) I lived in Nigeria for more than half of my life (so far) before moving to England and I have seen the best and the worst of both worlds. I was greatly inspired by the #OccupyNigeria protests and this blog is my way of #occupying. A lot of us compare African countries to the Western countries and I will mainly be talking about the positive things that I have observed and learnt in my few years of living here. Payme’s 2Cents is for all who dare to dream to see changes in their lifetime. It is for those who dream to see environments where 'helping' thrives. I will be giving my2cents worth on how we can work towards getting things to change for better. It would be great to know your opinions, so please leave comments. Remember to keep sharing posts that you enjoy. Follow @payme_my2cents. Thanks a lot for visiting!!! Enjoy my2cents :).

Monday, 7 May 2012

A Call to Serve - Ogunyemi Bukola (Superblogger II Winner)

"The turn is now ours to act out our parts"

Here lies Nigeria, penned in an inglorious spot,
But it is no time to dole blames to the past,
O kinsmen, hang not your heads in reproach,
Though we must weep,
Let our tears water the seeds of hope,
Lest the hearts be rend beyond repair.

The foundation is fouled, the righteous is helpless,
A great responsibility has devolved on us,
To remedy the past and redeem the future,
Twice the hurdle that awaits us,
Twice the distance we must trek,
To reclaim the lost glory of our land.

From our muddy past and present,
We wade into the future,
Our destiny precariously placed in our hands,
Twice crooked the hills we have to climb,
Twice gloomy the route we must travel,
To awaken the sleeping the giant Nigeria.

Let us saddle ourselves to rebuild the ruins,
Arise to bind together the scattered dreams,
Let our mights fuse into a formidable synergy,
To polish the old scars till they twinkle like stars,
And stitch together with stirring expertise,
The damaged petals into radiant tapestry.

A man with fire on his hands welcomes no delay,
The plot bears neither further ado nor divination,
The consensus is now to gird the loins,
And arise together as beacons,
To illuminate our land from the shields of darkness,
And think only of the crest we must reach.

Life is but a stage,
Same way generations come, generations go,
All acting in the labyrinthine theatre of life,
The turn is now ours to act out our parts,
At the doffing of hat out of this proscenium,
What do you think the audience will say of our play?



oreoluwade said...

Hope is the message we preach. Hope without action is however useless. It's a situation akin to faith without works. Good one Bro. People should be ready and willing to play their respective parts as we attempt to double our steps to account for lost time.

Samuel K. Obour said...

This poet is a genius. This is an absolute master piece. I read the poem he did as a tribute to Rashidi Yekini the other day, and it was a bomb - a phenomenal piece. Keep it up, I'm your fan.

ope says said...

Wow , Bukky keeps amazing me.It is indeed time for us to reclaim our land.Posterity will ask us

Abusidiqu said...

Well done Zeebook. We all must answer that call to serve if we must make this Nation the country of our dreams.