Generation pass then come another life drill many heroes Away

Many of our generation never come to know were they come from just like the wind no one knowth were it come or goes.

How forefathers are heroes that stood for what they believe but we never create time to make inquisitive search, our ancient scroll are still covered in sand of time no one ever get courage to open it and read between the lines
No one ever request to be taught all they say time we fail me to open it and see.

By good principle of righteousness of our heroes they take nation, quench the violence of fire, close the mouth of lion, shut the gate of hell even lay their life for us so that we can have a solid ground.

Some pass through torment,
Some had trials and cruel mocking, wiping with rod of iron in their back that gush spilling of blood and dragging pierces of flesh with the rod,
Some imprisonment and in bondage for life
Some were slain asunder
Some were stone to death
Some slain by the sword
Some wandered about like sheep without Shepherd,
no good clothing on them
No beauty was admire of them.

They move around in mountain, dens,cave,desert,forest and earth.
Just for a better report to their generation

But our children have forgotten who they are and what power in them to do more than they forefathers.
Fearfulness is the dangerous tool to man. That's what imprison us all not to stand for what is write.

It take blood, sweat,pain, collective effort by group of determine soul to build a great nation and people but it take one coward fool to destroy the reputation these men have done.

Wake up call to our generation to stand up and find out who they are and what power that work in them.
Copyright Destiny M O Chijioke