Sòrò soke
Arise O' compatriots
The call was made and we heeded
We rose but we got murdered
Our bloods were served to our father land
We cried from the deep
Bloodstains on our flag
This is horror and we are the victims
White has been stained with Red
It's now a crime to be with people of my color
Oh, I'll stand and shout "Please let me live!'
The mother hen is smashing her eggs
We're killed for pleading to live
This, I do not write with ink, but blood
I speak, without fear, without resilience
The fathers of the land have made it a Murder-land
Only one being left to speak out to
O' God of Creation
Direct our Noble course
We now know the truth
And we hope to be set free by it
From blood, bring life
From darkness, bring light
From pain, bring peace
This is our plea
Oyedokun Samuel
musicsurgeon17@gmail.com
Ibadan, 2020
#prayfornigeria
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