Bolajoko Victor
Peace be unto the nation – the first cry of the youths,
We requested for a system that works with serenity and truth,
We stormed the streets with cards, flags while in pains,
Raising our voices to the peak as we sòrò sókè.
We live in our father’s land through hell,
We want to fight for freedom so we could tell,
Without an iota of fear for the prison’s cell,
We just want to end a lifestyle of a prison shell.
We surfaced our grievances in a solemn walk,
Intending to have a change at the end of the tour,
They changed the settings against our plans,
They destroyed their properties trying to paint us black.
They pulled us all into a blackout at our ignorance,
Trying to erase all evidences amidst their plights,
We sang for solace but still got shot while holding the flag,
We stood strong just to buy ourselves the future we deserved.
We sang in unison with no fear of foe,
We bleed through the nose in a bid for life,
We go on streets with placards as instrument,
We gather together in accord from various races.
The government rose to pull the trigger,
Against the leaders of the future,
Against those who long for freedom,
Against those who pledged their allegiance to the kingdom.
We stood up for what we wanted,
In accord and unison with smooth doggedness,
Singing the anthem of the nation when eyes were closed,
Bullet pierces through the flesh, veins and bones.
We cried out in pains,
Held unto the flag without shame,
We swam in our own bloods,
And we created lasting bonds.
Come to our aid, we cried in war front for freedom,
We promised to come back home with a solution,
But the immortal spirit is pulling us back into the mud,
We wanted to live but we were resisted by the men in uniform.
Tell my mother I fought hard for freedom,
I promised her a better NIGERIA,
My body has been murdered,
But my spirit still cries for peace.
Salty water runs through our eyes as we held the flag,
We sang the anthem as if it was an antidote to live,
They faced us in a cold war while unharmed,
We fell to the ground in a cold Death.
Do not sit on my grave and weep,
My body is down but my spirit doesn’t sleep,
It seems cold here unlike when on earth,
Be strong for yourself and embrace your heart.
We are soldiers with no provision for uniform,
But we want to stand out like a unicorn,
We embraced death in a planned cold attack,
We defend our freedom despite order form BURATAI.
They have sent us to a journey of no return,
We shall be glad in heaven if our lands experience a reform,
We have become immortal soldiers in simplicity,
Our hearts lives with the mortal soldiers in diversity.
They have kids who lives in the BANANA REPUBLIC,
They sponsor them with the funds meant for the public,
We asked for our rights but they left us in confusion,
Lied to us, killed us, and throw us in perfect delusion.
The heroes lives on within our hearts,
Even afterlife we shall sit to tell the tales,
Arise O’ compatriots, Nigerians call obey,
To fight for our father’s land,
With cards, minds and bonds.
We hail thee, the FALLEN HEROES IN GREEN!
