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ANONYMOUS


TITLE : ANONYMOUS
Why are we always afraid?
Or, don't let me generalize
Limiting my assertions to my trait
But, it will be good if we cohesively visualize.

Our courage, Our crest
Nowhere, probably lost in the forest
Especially me in this case
My thoughts are always hidden in that phrase.

I've always being on a false identity
To speak about my country's curiosity
I once told a friend who lives with IDENTITY
That I can't write on our state of solitary.

Well, here I am today
To speak up on my opinions
Objectivity written with my pen crayons
And leave being anonymous to that of yesterday.
However, do you think I'm making sense? 

Or, you think my thoughts is so dense
That being anonymous is a bad tense
I'll only attribute it to when you do good to people around your fence.

Some people tends to be anonymous
When they do good that can make them famous
But, they will say it's a servant of God
Particularly in a religious board.

From another view on my status
Politicians are not anonymous
They do good to the public just to be famous
They are after themselves, causing chaos
They just want the kudos of them being the gracious.

I stand by saying the truth
By saying it without being anonymous
That our leaders have their heads lodged in one spacious
Room, having the same vision of eating the national fruit.

A country where the leader feels
The youths are lazy pills
Then after being accused of his blunder
They subjected it to be a political propaganda.

Well, this write up may not be enough
To express how this country is so rough
But, I  believe NIGERIA can gain her top
When we all stand, revealing ourselves and speak up!


Ibbwrites ©
2018

Comments

  1. Unknown4 August 2018 at 12:23

    First to comment 💃💃, Kudos man! .... If we all speak up surely Nigeria will be greater #anonymous 👌

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  2. Ibbwrites4 August 2018 at 17:25

    Thanks for reading through bro. God bless.

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  3. Unknown12 August 2018 at 07:52

    Uhmmmm .....food for thought ...really wish all this our old leaders can give the youths the opportunity to rule see if there will be changes or not
    But anyway bro may God not kill ur knowledge

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