tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341100749470006827.post6202375350047404082..comments2023-05-03T00:41:25.764-07:00Comments on 9ja's Oracle: Nigeria At 52: The Oracle Does A PoemChief Priesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17006825207591169647noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341100749470006827.post-74645519804888399162012-10-11T23:21:03.494-07:002012-10-11T23:21:03.494-07:00Very nice one, able Shriner! Maybe someday, the Or...Very nice one, able Shriner! Maybe someday, the Oracle might speak through you...Thanks for staying loyal to the ShrineChief Priesthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17006825207591169647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341100749470006827.post-67403434548451051392012-10-02T23:59:13.733-07:002012-10-02T23:59:13.733-07:00To a Wife who has been married to three different ...To a Wife who has been married to three different men at the same time,<br />To a mother who has been forced to take care of her Children even in hard times,<br />To a daughter who was born out of a struggle by Foreigners unaware of her internal struggles,<br />To a sister who is surrounded by other sisters who seem to be moving faster than her,<br />To a woman whose affairs have been handed over to men who seem clueless and not strong enough to satisfy her utmost desire, <br />To a lady, whose ladyship has been destroyed by men who were supposed to be gentlemen,<br />TO a Virgin so endowed and so blessed that she caught the eyes of the colonial masters,<br />To a naive little girl, whose innocence was bruised by soldiers and civilians alike,<br />To my country whom i love so much even though it seem like i don't believe in her anymore.<br />To my fatherland in whom i have hopes to restore her glory lost or missing,<br />To my motherland whom i expect to draw milk and honey from <br />To my future abode in whom i expect to contribute my little quota no matter how small,<br />To my beloved and blessed Land NIGERIA. May God bless you and keep you together, give you the husband that you deserve to bring out the beauty inside of you, To handle you well and make you feel like the woman you are supposed to be, to give you that glory which seems lost or taken away to your sisters. You my dear are like a lady born in 1914 and given out in marriage in 1960 to the most confused young men on earth. I LOVE YOU.VICTOR EKEANYANWUhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00234306516396245810noreply@blogger.com