AT 62

Will don’t know our left from right
Will don’t know which way will are headed
Will don’t know when we started
Will don’t know how long it will take to get to the promised land
At 62

Will are still chasing an empty shadow
That cannot stand erect
All because we have sold out our sovereignty
Amidst other nations of the world
Where we exist in just chasing an empty shadow

At 62
Will still crawl like a baby of yesterday
Who just got into this space called the world
Who looks back and has not yet achieved
Still going round the circle of life

Chasing what was not meant to be chased
While our land lavish in abject poverty
We are losing it all as a sunset breaks
And the land looks like it has been accused
At 62

Where did will get it wrong
By this age of ours our nations
Shouldn’t be wallowing in setback
Retrogressing instead of moving forward
At 62

We must arise as an individual
Forgetting the one in government
Because that has failed us all big time
The fixing of this nation lies in our hands
And we must save her remains before 63 comes

Is in your hands is in my hands
As elections loom around the corner
This is the best time to build our nation
For us to be better off than who we are
In the last 62 years we’ve spent as a nation