The blocks and sand are moving apart
The natural law is no longer holding
Everything is individualized
Like a man in no-mans land
No order, no control, no peace
War, Happiness, Enmity
In all around I see
To enfold no longer exists
The Gutters are falling
Everything, everybody is endangered
I sat at the edge of the world
Everything will soon be scattered
Everything is coming to an end
Hope, hope, shall we be delivered? Hope.
Change is all that is needed
To repair all what has already been spoilt
To gather all what has been scattered.
Written by:
OKWA FELIX AGBO
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