We fought the miracle
We are mirror of mirage
Dibacle the will of GOD
We pieces the peace.
We forgot humanity
We forged identity
Consume by bigotry
We radicule tribes
We are superior
They are inferior
Fanaticism champions
Racism companions
Champs are chain
Minds groam
Roar with hates
Program like machines
Without conscience
Conquer by subconscience
We worship our egoes
Goes beyond redemption
Rejoice in prejudice
Mediocre professionally
Meyopic personally
Ordain to be loved
Ought to be united
When will the minds, be freed?
BY: AUWAL UBA MUSTAPHA
