The poor getting poorer, the rich getting richer, <br />Justice benched on the sidelines, <br />The lofty dreams of our youths they have marred, <br />While they live their lives daily with no dime, <br />But we’ll not quiver or shake, <br />We’ll reclaim our land even if our blood is what it’ll take. <br /> <br />Death tolls growing daily, <br />Youths murdered with cut-short destinies, <br />Dare we hope for a better society? <br />Dare we dream of a better tomorrow? <br />Words and pleas will only make our options narrow, <br />What it’ll take may be a rain of bow and arrows, <br />For we must take back our land even if our blood is what it’ll take. <br /> <br />We may sit still and watch them complete our dehumanisation, <br />We can stand with arms folded watching them destroy our nation, <br />We can look on and watch them sacrifice our lives to attain high positions, <br />Or we can be resolved to make them shake, <br />We must be resolved to get justice or make the land quake, <br />We must get back our land even if our blood is what it’ll take.<br /><br />James Ogunjimi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-our-blood-is-what-it-ll-take/
