That we are the leaders of tomorrow.
So young and naive, like morons,
We waited for the day of manifestation.
Alas, they only camouflaged to rule
And we marched to their sweet verse,
“The leaders of tomorrow”,
But tomorrow never comes!
We stood by and watched them,
Shadowed by the cobwebs of ignorance!
Even the mournful clouds hid the sun,
Keeping mum of their secret agenda!
Our hopes murdered in selfish games
Leaders of tomorrow…? When shall that be?
When shall we be entitled to our birth right
And claim the throne as rightful heirs?
Like a watch strapped to the wrist, we cling
To the anthem, “The leaders of tomorrow”!
But our toddling legs are now aching
And the anthem now only bores our ears!
Written by: Showunmi Olawale Michael
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.