Change Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

CHANGE
Be close to hear the sounding vocal that daily ring,
in the blues its sounds are being made
towards the sapocre for the final rites,
walk on your head lest your remains echoesthe same song.
the divine melodies we daily hear since february takes the lead.
this we have laid on ourselves for the remembrance of the gruesome loot.
neither this is the sole friend that glorifies the intestine for the world to see,
in haste they are made low for they are not in their knight,
but anyone that rises against this is brought to justice.
change change change
where is your heart that both the gray and the lad daily lay in line?
never let this mean you prime in your will than the blood you lead.
show me a leader and i will tell you that he is a shepherd that sacrifice,
not the one your knight daily make to fake their love for the creator,
but one which is able to risk his soul for the lost sheep to be found.
this is dead in the faith for the wolves are the mentors.
God be with you till we see for the last song.

Open the cerebrum my youths,
Not the goliath that reside within the thighs,
To end the blood bath that is crossing our path.
In your strength do these wolves energise their services.
With this you can cut them down as the students in their diversities manifest our freedom.
Work the work and talk the talk,
That unity in diversity will rule this Kingdom.
That as the builders in babel will say farewell to this goliath our hope do lay.