JINGLES OF PAIN

JINGLES OF PAIN

My home in the creeks

Is up in flames from hate

There is fire in the delta

Burning up a people

Fighting they sat it is

But, it’s the big guns,

Against slings of defense

Killing many, silence they advertise

Frustration, over stretched in the region

Alas, running down all sections

Corruption protected in high structures

Yet, we lack basic infrastructures

A hungry picture my people is become

Yet, we are reluctant to be angry

Young energies idle, the devils workshop

Yes! Making lucrative the gun job

What hope lies for our tomorrow?

When as neglect, we are branded villains

Our corrupt own, tag us criminal

Believe it we stand for a course.

Blessings of our land

Now a consumer of our hand

Which is the way, dear mama Nigeria?

Refreshing change, our just prayer

Healing our land, and people..

Must a hapless we die,

Demanding true due from our pie?

Our survival as minors, painful reality

Their judgment is we all die

But who owns the land?

We all own this land as one

Yet! We are segregated like plague

Their death machine crushes the weak

With catapults we register resistance

Making our thrust, fields are in flames

Our rebellion, rides on a course

Their retaliation deepens the shame of a giant

We are not crazy

Nor cranky as lazy

But with a clear vision

Rebellion makes our voice clear to ears

Only a soothing cure

Will calm our groaning pain of neglect

Our jingles are clear

Even the melody is fair

Will the master plan be developed,

Giving us development?

Can we trust your sincere?

So my ward, won’t cause a dare

By peace, we show we care

Give us a sign that you will repair

Our ears itch, for this jingle of gain.

Is might just, like right?

Yet, for our rights we hold on tight

Criminals, outlaws, many a name

All for the change we dare demand

Will they be fair so I get my share?

Their melody sounds us pain always

Their jingle is allergic to gain.

Give peace a chance

Changes, immortalizes peace

Niger delta wants peace

Progress love the Niger delta

Yes! Not again the drumbeats of war

A new wave of gain, we claim

In its true season, it must rain

God bless a changed Nigeria.

Author: Felix. O. Joseph:

 [email protected].

Written:8:30pm; 28 -07-2007.

"Change as a phenomenon must be made to find a permanent abode in the Niger delta, in it lies the peace military toys will always want to annihilate" Felix .o.joseph.

"Peace is a product of round table jaw jaw, as only making pieces the guns barrel knows.” Felix. Joseph

"if Nigeria’s might will always be right in the place of peaceful resolution , the n rebellion in the Niger delta will become a legitimate option for self preservation" Felix .o.joseph 

“might is never right, but reason is appealing in every season" Felix .o.joseph