For how long will we cry out for help??
When will our tears be heard??
Our lips has lamented on a podium of lost
Our eyes have wept..
Yet still we've got no answers
Our youths have become bandits
No one to help
No place to lay heads due to the calamities of the society
They have become terrors of the nights
Our heads can't rest in peace because we've become guardsmen in our own home
Yet our cries have not been heard
Where are we to run to?
Or should we leave our homes??
Oh!!!! may "Revivalism" become our state..