Den Of Hunger



I came to a land,
Land where I knew nobody
I came to a land
Land where my belly cried for food
I came to a land,
Land where my heart is weak
For hunger is my daily bread of sorrow.

I came to a land,
Land where I would earn a certificate
That certificate that will colour my life
And set me on the path to a lasting greatness
But before I inherit it,
A true test of survival I must undergo.

Are you lost in Somalia?
Nor lost in Uganda? 
Never consider Sudan nor �
Where inhumanity has reduced her brethren's
To a life of walking corpses
No, not am I, but lost in a land
That her name terrifies the mind.

I came, I saw�
Daniel survives the Lion�s den,
Hebrew brothers survive the flaming fire
This cup surely will pass over me.
 

Nsikak Andrew, 25th September, 2007 & 16th January, 2008

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