We will do all to show what we resent.
We will try, each in his own way:
In this cause, we will not sway!
We will head down to where mother lay,
With wet eyes – teary like the skies on a rainy day.
We will try, as lambs looking for mother sheep.
We earnestly seek the day that we will reap
Our mother’ labour – constantly looted heap.
Then we will redress the year,
Now clothed in devilish wear.
We will stand still, tell them to beware!
Our resolve will stop our fear,
And the lion will run from the hare!
Written by: Dauda Muideen
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.