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I know of a country that once was With happy citizen living in harmony As one nation with one voice Though of different tribes and tongues I know of a country thatonce was Where the leaders were the followers And the followers were the leaders And all lived in togetherness and peace I know of a country that once was History says it used to flow of milk and honey Perhaps that is too long ago a time For all that is left of it is ruin I know of a country that is no more Its people cry out hoping for redemption While it also stares at the people Hoping be saved as it bleed
Abiola Fausat is a biochemist and multi-genre writer with an interest in narrative fiction, non-fiction and poetry. Abiola enjoys reading as much as breathing and tweets via @ab_Ziat.
