We were stripped of our childhood
And walked naked into severe torture
Feigned in an act of nurture
Thru hades we trekked barefoot
Release us we plead,
We prisoners of slavery
Captives of ruthlessness
The eaglet is now caged with the cassowary
Unable to predict its future like the game of chess
With contempt, we faced the wrath of the wire
Opened between fire
Those strokes landed on our backs like thunderbolt
It sends cold sensation down our spine thru our coat
Hey Sire,
You said we are the leaders of tomorrow
But your curse has affected our soul
Unto it, you bore a hole
As you tongue-lashed our destiny into the burning coal
Release us, we plead
We hope you take heed
In agony, our heart bleeds
Freedom, our childhood needs
For its creed, is our meed.
Yours sincerely,
Loyal Activist,
✍Tuyi Tosin.
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