There’s A Cry

How much life will still go down?

The passionate cry of a soul out there

The longing for liberation by the people

There’s a cry faraway in the distant land

Who will hear the cry?

There’s a cry

Echoing in the distant

Of ternary and oppression

A soul is suffering about to die

Looking out for sucide the situation is over killing

There’s a cry

Coming from a mother

Whose child has been murdered

In a cold blooded scene

Look at her as she clinched to her child in the pool of his own blood

There’s a cry

Coming from the street of Oshodi

Untold suffering as the people

Scream out there passionate plea

For a help somewhere but when will that help suffice

There’s a cry

From that boy that girl out there on the right

Of major cities in searching for a ends meat

After so much years of toiling in the higher school of learning

Graduating thinking the struggle is over

Little did they know that the struggle just commence

There’s a cry

From that child out there in the street

In the scorch of the sun, wild wind and rain

As they hawk their wears shouting out

For buyers to buy their wears

There’s a cry

Out there another is down

Send to the journey of no return

Oh alas every one as they bow their heads

A star has fallen...