BLACK REVOLUTION NIGERIA

We speak with a voice as the ocean waves

We sang the anthem with a hope 

for a greater change,

We held  unto our flag as a suckling,

We mouthed the "Kabash"

for our Resolution,

We died for the Revolution,

Aluta continua were the rhymes from our 

bleeding gums,

Our white flag becomes a ooze of blood-drips

but still the grave counts our numbers on daily basis,

The bullets rips our soul with a shout of victory

peaceful protest was all we did

This war is not yet over

Until we say it is.

Tolathapoet