I see him coming
From where comes the Sun
Like the lowly Messiah born in a manger
A true gladiator is fighting
For you, for me and the beggar
His train glitters with hope
I am the son of a nobody
Denied
Robbed
Manipulated
Lied to
Segregated
Disadvantaged
I was told that tomorrow is mine
But my tomorrow has been mortgaged before I could get to it
Like a termite in the labyrinth of lost hope
I wallow in confusion wondering where my hope will come fromโฆ
So today I found it
I saw my hope riding like a king upon his chariots
Decked with promises, aspiration, compassion and the burden to fix what was broken
So I ran towards him!
I could be stopped yet I ran
I could fall down but I ran
I could be shot, I know I won’t.
I ranโฆ
With my hands stretched out, wide-open
I ran towards him
I couldn’t hug him but hope hugged me
Faith kissed my chicks
And the pureness in his heart flowed from him to me when he cast his gaze upon me with such a beautiful smile
He didn’t say a word but all he said was heard โฆ
I can hear him saying weep not child, your future won’t be stolen no more.
Hold steady my child, this victory is for you and every citizen.
The sun will rise again
You will walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
I will make you proud before the comity of nations
You will stand up tall and boldly say, I am a Nigerian.
I looked at him again and silently said, so be it papa.
So be it!
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Author || Keynote Speaker || Personal Development Expert
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