Will faith be found on my return?
Where have all the faithful gone?
Messiah’s voice itself was worn
Will faith be found on my return?
The response lacked conviction
But to
Oh! Equivocal month of June
The hope of ninety-three
Thou art not the least of moons
Laced with victorious defeat
Aground the power drunk feet
About the wake of Golgothaic show
Excesseive shorts of proverbial blow
Gave birth to the first disappearance
Punctuated by the triumphant entry
The trigger of several effrontery
Offensive bars and cuffs
Explosive cars and troughs
Have, since Messiah’s cup
Made a drunk of many a pop
Till his glorious return
Why wait the said Messiah
While yet others could be
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
But who above can go
To bring NADECO chiefs
Tinubu, Shoyinka, Enahoro
Akinrinade, in brief?
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
Or to the mother Earth’s belly
To raise its faithful Tains
Rewane, Kudi, Ajasin?
To mourn only the plain
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
Or yet to the dungeons go
The critical tongues to free
Kokori and host of comrades
Falae and company
Obasanjo and compatriots
Dasuki and the thrones
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
Will none a friend be left
No matter how unfaithful?
A warm embrace to give
Even if it’s a Judas’ kiss
When messiah confounds the fool?
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
Saro Wiwa is gone
Ibrahim Abacha atoned
Fela slept for fun
Bullets perforated Elegbede home
Iloputaife abandoned his sheep
Zik is permanently silent
Suliat tried but went
She joined the Omosholas
Claud Ake went en mass
On his last journey
Yaradua gave up his colony
As many others that owned
He did in his desire
Express to meet the faithful
When as a thief he comes
Is there a one untouched
Since his mandate a botched?
I know not what to sing
Of Diya and company
But tell of tyranny
I know of many that singe
When, oh coming messiah
Will thou restore thy kingdom
The faithful save from bomb?
Come, oh messiah come!
Let thy kingdom come
1 comment:
The late Moshood Kashimawo Abiola was the hope of 1993. He was the messiah that everybody waited patiently for. He won the election but he was not allowed to rule. He promised to fight for his mandate, he did but landed in prison and died there.
Many of his supporters deserted him, some stood by and some sat on the fence but in the days of his trouble, even the nation was not spared in the reign of unprecedented tyranny.
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