MY Home | Damilola Arowosola

MY Home | Damilola Arowosola

An illusion of rights drives our passion 

freedom restored but not our naivety

our land is now a breeding ground for vipers

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"You shall grow tall among all others

the fruits on your vineyard be desired by all

the soil you walk on be filled with resources

even from your river others must come to drink"

this is the prophecy of my home.

The beauty of my land was seen by all

yet in factions rogues came in and like a whirlwind

everything was taken from us

we fought so hard to regain our stand

our freedom restored but never the same again.

An illusion of rights drives our passion 

freedom restored but not our naivety

our land is now a breeding ground for vipers

worms ate our sincerity

and termintes bored holes into our sincerity.

My people wallow in hunger and insecurity 

we now despise the freedom given to us

since our kings traded our freedom for wealth

now rogues dined with our royalties.

once praised, now despised

that is the story of my home

is it now finished for us?

My people flee and seek refuge in foreign land

the remaining ones groan in pain

Who defines a home and call it Nigeria?

facts and history all lay before me

since my home is set upon the hills

eyes from every nation must see us.

Destruction and separation looms around us

but i still see the ancient beauty in the ruins

my home is despised and ridiculed by all

i stand to gather the shattered pieces

the prophecy will come to pass

but i cant do it alone

will you stand with me to rebuild our home?

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My name is Arowosola Damilola Esther and my pen name is Hesta. I write to give expression to the thoughts in my head, what I feel and what's happening around. I love to write and have a feel of the power of words. 

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