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Godwin Worikuma
Saturday 8 May 2021

The greatest gift (mother's day poem)

I know is not an easy one, 

accepting the task to be my mother.

I never forget the pains you went through that brought me life on earth.

am very grateful for all the things you do.

your sacrifices are the reasons am me today.

when sickness came and stucked me in the bed,

you did everything to make sure am back on feet.

am very proud of you because;

you never abandoned me for a day.

you have done your part very well mother;

you had the chances to stop yet you continued and sent me to school.

When others are buying clothes to fill their boxes,

Your buying books for me to read.

because of you, am not in the street.

your love, advice and encouragement has done a great thing in my life.

am thankful for the life you gave me;

the heart of yours is more than gold.

to enjoy your kind of love is the desire for every child.

mum, you are the best!

nothing can describe your love better,

you're the greatest gift to me.

you are incomparable and irreplaceable.

so again, I say thank you!


Happy mother's day!


Godwin Worikuma
Saturday 8 May 2021

Where do we go wrong

where do we go wrong?

we were all tired,

tired of all the promises.

we needed change,

change that wil bring a lasting solution.


there is hunger in the land

unemployment is at the peak

untimely death everywhere

terrorist are coming like a wild fire

bombing here and there.


workers rejected deployment to some part.

soldiers resigned,

the arms are not strong to fight back.

we needed God intervention.


some say we are the help we need,

the need to change the government.

a larger percentage was in support

to change a man who is trying his best.


eventually the new government came,

the Messiah we have been waiting for.

the man conversant with the ways of governance,

handling of  security should never be his problem.


but now what is the problem? 

the Messiah we believed was not the one?

the situation has become worse

so I ask, where do we go wrong?


Godwin Worikuma
Tuesday 4 May 2021

A day shall come

A day shall come oh my father land.

you have been left to pain like a wife whose husband left the children for without a trace.

I can feel your anguish from North to south, east to west.

anguish that the end has never be known.

I remember the days you were called Nigeria ' the giant of Africa'.

those days are now the shadows of itself.

the people you negotiated the natural resources for has turned their back on you.

you are  now like a milking cow that the owner has refused to feed,

if am in place I would have made things right, am so sorry for the stab in the back.

who shall come to your aid at this point of anguish, when all attempts to make things right has gone faded, jaded, dead and decayed.

A day shall come for everyone feeling your pain to be pushed out of their fatal incompetence to make things right.

the day shall come, surely it shall come

when dreams can be built again,

it will definitely come.

you shall be healed and soar on eagles wing.

your lost glory shall be restored, and every tongue shall hail your old name Nigeria 'the giant of Africa'.


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