A place of misery,
A place of banditry,
A place of auditory,
A place of history,
A place of inventory,
Is my country.

Welcome to my country,
Where politicians are paid the highest amount,
And the poor see nothing to eat.
Where power and authority rest with the wealthy
And the poor are left with nothing and unhealthy.

This is my country.
This is our country,
Where the quest for power has made many politicians, play games with the lives of her citizens. People who are meant to be kept behind bars, are busy strolling in the streets causing more damages.

With money, they have sort themselves out of it.
What a country!
This is my country,
Where citizens are no longer safe anymore,
Because many have been kidnapped in schools and even in their homes.

Welcome to my country,
Where everything can be gotten now with money.
The law doesn’t matter again,
Our leaders no longer care about integrity and moral probity.
So sad a country!

Welcome to my country,
Where men on uniform target the poor,
Yet the rich only roar.
Welcome to my country,
Where cybercrimes seem normal,
Yet innocent souls have become victims of particular and impunity.
Welcome to my country.

Things could change for the better and one person can make a big difference if he chooses to

I think we need to stop saying bad things about our country
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