Kings of our kingdom
Be one ancient and now
A place of peace
And ferry us boat bound the mini sea
Of Nile a memorial should we remember our name
Or forget the fame
Of our heroes past
Who labored like outcast
For a one Nigeria
Now reduced into a small lake of malaria
Should the mosquitoes do our import
And the vultures our export
We live without the glory of our name
Having sold our heroes fame
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The not too good of the Nigerian story. Good poem. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole