WHAT DO WE DO? (Question for Nigeria and Others)

There used to be a time when the now recent acts and appearances were abominable,
Now all that we rebuked are seen as usual,
All condemned, now accepted.
All deadly, now managed for survival.

Why do we have to accept that?
Why do we have to leave our former life comforts?
Do we not miss then, when we had all things freshly perishable?
Do we not miss our sane healthy souls?

Steadily we discarded the good histories,
Rapidly we accept vanity.
Sorrowfully our hearts weaken,
Only for the falsehood in our recent vain existence.

Truly over time, we have corrected our historic wrongs.
But what else do we do, when we damage the already corrected wrong.
What else do we do but let the right ways rotten?
Leaving only dead and empty flesh we call society.
Now we only live to die soon.

SERENA COME DWELL

Sunny mornings, bright wake, what I hope to see.

Joyful heart, cheerful soul, the only feeling I want.

After all these, life will never be what I hope it'll be. 

Now darkness, sadness. 

Tears for all I want not received.

Heaviness in my heart I wish to shed off.

Loneliness for what I feel alone.

Praying now everyday, I find peace 

Praying I find the light 

For all I need now is Serena 

To come dwell and ease my pain