The cocks crew, horns blared, the sun set
Weak bones become strong
Cries of neonates filled the air
Time to go hustling, oh Nyanya!
Polluted putrid air filled lungs
Minds rummage, how today go be
Uncertainty mask faces like mascara
Still God dey no shaking, oh Nyanya!
Darkness advanced with steady gait
Indoctrinated and brainwashed
With hopes of eternal pleasure
Oh Nyanya you watched innocuously
Darkness struck. Hopes dashed
Shreds of flesh devoid of life lay stacked
Blood flowed like river Niger
The land weeps oh Nyanya!
Dead but not forgotten
Grief tears our heart into infinitesimal bit
Fear of the unknown grips all
Who is next? Oh Nyanya!
Gabriel, Chika Kingsley -GCK-
Dedicated to the fallen compatriots in the Nyanya bomb blast in NIGERIA.