It was one of those bright spring afternoons
I had no particular reason to be sad nor happy
Rome was extraordinarily colourful and beautiful
Tourists seemed to be enjoying their itineraries
Once again I wished I could just change my status...
Just Visit and go back to my dear country Nigeria
Walking along the stony streets, my mind wondered
What progress have we made, how are my people...
And suddenly my eyes got magneted to a photo
I tried and tried to take them away but to no avail
Then I felt some liquids running down my eyes
Citizens and tourists came to my aid but couldn't help
They looked up at the photo and then looked at me
And after a while they started shedding tears for me....
lunedì 14 aprile 2008
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