Written by Bada Yusuf Amoo

The Music of them;
The parasites
has kidnapped our voices
to a land where silence is golden

And our Anthem,
Has become fiction
On our moaning lips,
For Aluta against all oppression,
Has taken a new dimension,
And silence against all oppression,
Has stolen our voiceless mouths

In our homes,
Knees marry crying carpets,
Pleading to silence our innocent voices,
Even when we roam in pain
In pain of visible doldrums.

Our legs;
An emblem of testimony
that suffer the fear
Of missing dawn classes

For if silence,
Is truly the best answer for fool
then it’s not in this habitat
Of educated parasites

For if silence is sometimes golden,
Then its not in this abode
Where parasites paint fear
On our walls of hope

For if you hold my voice,
Then my Pen
Becomes a warrior
With flowing ink
To drown them;
Educated parasites.

About the author

Bada Yusuf Amoo

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