A True President in a True Nigeria - Dr Goodluck Jonathan He moved into the dead of winter The surfaces frozen, the night dark and desolate A cold that disfigures the power of will So lonely and unkempt he steered in Far from the comfort of withdrawal He moved to heal the wounds a nation bears To tend the mourning tongues of a heart so dear In the midst of confused affections Even when the province of his body revolted Even where the ribs are caged in freedom A president braves the scares along To reach his goals in silence among. https://youtube/watch?v=Y2OhlyXx3kE
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 08:41:45 +0000