Nigeria
#WritcoPoemPrompt33
Nine colors for nine auspicious days,
Celebrating the destruction of evil,
And the beginning of a new life...
The pain of birth reaped in this new form,
A beckoning to a free path,
Were days are marked with joy.
Hope calls from the other end,
Her light shining brightly against the cold histories of evil,
For a new life is birthed.
Our green, white, and green,
Standing above the shores of defeat
Waving ever so freely in the soft breeze of victory.
We will dance to the tune of faith
We will sing the rhymes of jubilee
We will hop on the advances of unity.
© Nifer🤍
Nine colors for nine auspicious days,
Celebrating the destruction of evil,
And the beginning of a new life...
The pain of birth reaped in this new form,
A beckoning to a free path,
Were days are marked with joy.
Hope calls from the other end,
Her light shining brightly against the cold histories of evil,
For a new life is birthed.
Our green, white, and green,
Standing above the shores of defeat
Waving ever so freely in the soft breeze of victory.
We will dance to the tune of faith
We will sing the rhymes of jubilee
We will hop on the advances of unity.
© Nifer🤍