Cry Of The River

There in the trigger Of Africa's gun, Lies a giant river Rich in culture and wealth. There's a loud cry From that river For an answer Why she ceased to flow There's a loud cry From that river Why she is Now filled with tears. There's a cry From the fishes, That has nothing Nothing else to eat. There's a cry From the river Drenched in her own Fishes blood. There's a loud cry From the river That has no where to flow And her pride lost long ago. There's a cry From mother fish That just lost Another fry. There's a cry From the river That has been abused And caged. There's a cry From Nigeria For a reason How she became this. There's a cry From the people Whose pride Are battered and shatterd. There's a cry From the river Asking how The rain never falls again. There's a cry From an old mother Who has just Lost her last child. There's a cry From this poet For a reason Only heaven knows.

Toheeb Tiamiyu