DEAR NIGERIANS After a long terrific day, I pounder On the struggle that faces the hustle Of every proper Nigerian. The image became clearer each time I pick up My pen to defend my generation Corruption!!!a word gold plated in the hearts Of babies born in a nation ever growing in infant hood Nigeria, a country with 59 years of Independence And experience of unlimited national budget funding foreign projects, Still growing with promising debts I wonder the destination of our country With this toss for power and the leaders Taking what they don’t own All we feel is the emptiness of their promise And testimonies of their greed, I see the rich getting richer and the poor Becoming poorer in a mine of gold Mined by incompetent hands With youths cruising the streets In flashy cars and political apathy With the opportunity of young dreamers Who should have accumulated a 5.00gpa In a country they are only allowed to roam the streets Many have come with transfor