Week 3 entry
Hope is a Nigerian
He is the first son that survived the fall and stood strong
When the moon goes deem and the sun lose it shine
It becomes the touch that lights our part through darkness
When we faint and lose strength
It gives us a reason to stand
Hope is the only courage we have to keep pushing
It gives us more than one million reasons to survive
It became the strength when we lacked
When smoke invade the atmosphere and fire covers everywhere
On the street we belong so we run out looking for shelter and a hiding place
At the slightest movement of beds we we begin running for our lives.
Hope gave us a reason to return and rebuild our home
It constitutes the universe in diverse ways but I hold for one reason it gives me to survive
The hope for a better tomorrow is more than enough
Hope is indeed a Nigerian