The Soul Of A Nigeria Teenager- Poem I wrote 3 years ago

in #nigeria7 years ago (edited)

No laughs no frowns, No kings no crowns

Many schools no books, Always bad never good

No food many mouth, All hopes flow south

So many heart no peace, All Complaints zero notice

Many chest no heart, All heart turn cold
In so many "places" no "at", Many "lanes" no "road"

Many hands so many guns, Many souls long gone

Many orphans been born, Many youth seen bombs

Chose school then strike, Shift to trade Dollar rise

For me, My heart aches Now, Might sound funny, You are not in my state now

My hand craves for nothing, My self craves for something

I think my nation needs mend, Souls need change

A nation blessed, Oil rich nation

All impressed, Still hunger in all locations

May I have my piece, Vote me and have your piece

Haven't you had enough, I have tried alot

Cool in school, After school no more cool

Graduates working on low Wages, Ehnn...all these com be wetin? (what is all these?)

Are things ever getting better, Let me still Hope and Pray to God the Father

Another bomb blast in the North, Head is full I'm going nuts

Time to pen it all down in a paper, organize and fit it all in a letter

My president My president, What's happening to all these residents?

Should I flee from my own father's land, OR Die like a chicken in my own father's land

I'm not just writing about peace, Please do something about it

Because here, our country no soul is happy please, No soul is sleeping or resting in peace.....

Yours Sincerely Innocey23

  *Soul of Nigerian Teenage Boy*
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You wrote some beautiful lines. If you could do that 3 years ago, I hope to see you have grown since then

Thank you, writing poem has always been an hobby to me, but since I learnt about steemit I hvae put more focus on it and In poetry writing one never stops growing, I also want to grow my audience here but don't how.. thanks once again

The best way to grow your audience is by following and being followed - huh? Did you believe that?

You'll have an audience who'll only be interested in telling you, I loved your poem, I upvoted you, so please upvote me.

The very best way to grow is, never post a poem on the day you write it. Read it (carefully) the next day, if you can, read it aloud. Do the verses have a rhythm, do they sing to you? You'll soon learn to feel which lines spoil your poem and how to tune them.

The prouder you can be of your poems, the more likely your friends here will grow prouder of you and help drag in other friends...and you'll feel like you are flying, for you will have earned it.

Okay thanks for the tip