"The Wicked Age”… Odichrist Bethel Hotpraise

 

If these day's must have come joy
Surely you'll see a child playing with a toy
If there's a home in this times to call ours
Where’ll you see a man, who’ll stab his brother to gain power’s

If there'll be a world, a city, a Nation without corruption
Tell me while our leadership still stick hard to invocations and manipulation
Massacres, prejudice, racism, terrorism
Under coat of arm, where we pledge our lives with sarcasms

Bullying the sun to dry her son
O' because, there’s no hope left to come,
If there’s a moment again for sweet romance in the world
Give me reason while the cock no longer tease the hen
And our oil land’s and river’s evaporating blood

Rather the way of life is now anticlockwise
Dog’s mate’s goats and goats mates dog’s
In this time, this is wise not absurd
In this time, this is life not a knife
That the chief priest shall impregnate the goddess of law
Who protects lives against insecurity, disaster n furthermore

If this rain is for our farm products
O' why’ll mama Biafra and daughter went to farm work,
Returning back cold with their corpse on truck
Leaving the weeds they went for uncut
Death in our bans, scarcity in our towns

If the leopards and lion’s still owns the forest
Tell me, when did my children became a wild animal
For the hunter’s musket to roast on the market
Burning my hut down with explosives and abuses

Questions has beaten the conundrum
Who stole the peace wrapper of mother earth
The kinsmen adamants their ears for doom
Waiting for the last-minute of a wicked age
For the bard, my eyes shall not behold the evil's birth
Let love live humanity from ages to ages

I don’t want to experience another cage
What a missile could tell as a story in a page
If this is the way of life spare me that adage  
The age full of blood spillages

I don’t want to see another earth
Where children will be convicts for combat
Do you enjoy wealth to destroy the earth
I don’t want to be part of the wicked age.  

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