The Sob of the Masses

In day and Night
Even if
It rains Cats and Dogs

Even if
The weather has Changed
The Masses weep though
wars and starvations
bedeviling the townlets
 
Oh ! Oh ! Oh! Oh!
This is a dime a dozen
Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh !

Day by day 
Their daughters are being raped
Jewels or not
They pedestrianize to China
and wail million times before they could get a drop of water

It is the last Straw
Of the masses
Forwhy
Their Godfathers pay no attention to their Woods

Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh !
Let us pray to get rid of these
Lest We face the Music
God Forbid !

The Threatenable Nation

Though Poem is not Easy
But I Should not be a lazy
Oh ! My Country my Country !
Insecurity threatens Our Unity !

Places have been vandalized
And We have been massacred
Why Threatenable Nation?
It's a Nation Without Motion...

Why do they always loot the properties of
Government
Without any development ?

No peace in Cities Nor Hamlets
But Alas unutilised Talents
Oh! My Country My Country !
Insecurity threatens Our Unity

In this Country
Inadequate Water Supply
Inadequate Power Supply
All became norms

 Prosperities are Very rare
While
Unemployments are rampants

Oh ! My Arewa My Arewa !
Yeah ! it's My Province
And
We lack peace

It's indeed time For Us to raise Our Voices
Let's Wake up let's wake up!

Manna don't fall From heaven
And, With no pain no gain
Yeah ! There's
Kidnapping, raping
And genociding it's really not kidding

Open defecation and deforestation
I'm afraid!
They are not Once in a blue moon
All this in my father Land
In Countries We are third World

This Country it's befitting
To be called the Threatenable Nation
Oh ! My Country My Country
Insecurity threatens Our Unity

Let the Message be Clear
This Country is Nigeria
We Shouldn't be in voiceless
But in vocalness

Oh ! God tackle all Our Obstacles

                 A Tearful Country 

                A Large Country,
             But less than blue Ivory,
         With no blooming tertiaries
          rather a blunt Resources.

              We Vote Our Leaders
             Later We turned to ladders

                      While we Weep
              They sip the elite drink
               And left us to our thirst

            Oh! Where Is everyone's talent?
               Have they lost their craft
           Oh! Where Is Our Government?

           Let us Save her Beforehand from drought
             Else
           We would Cry a river.

           

Short Bio
Yusuf Salisu Muhammad was born on Saturday morning 15/3/2003 in Katsina state, Nigeria, He received His earliest Education at police Children School, Katsina state, Nigeria, then proceeded to Saldefi International School Where he earned a Secondary School living certificate also in Katsina state, Nigeria. He is currently Studying B.A History, at Umaru Musa Yar'adua University, Katsina State, Nigeria. Some of his poems were published at Susa Africa, Hausawa, and Voice Of Northern Nigeria. He started writing poems at 17.