Instead of putting me at the head

I’ve been repeatedly left for dead.

I am still here and the time is very near.

You’ve fallen for so long,

But that pain you felt as of now is gone.

Please pick up your shield,

Because it is no longer your time to yield.

Fight for my people!

Especially for those who are crippled.

They no longer live for me,

But they believe their minds are now free.

They don’t know that they are slaves to sin,

And that this world will burn their skin.

Please my child arise!

It is time to open your eyes!

Look at what you’ve been doing,

At the worldly things you’ve been pursuing.

I am giving you the opportunity,

To receive certain impunity.

So please my child pick up your shield,

Because now is not the time to yield.

I need you to arise and fight!

So that the rest my children may regain their sight!

Just as you they have also been in the dark,

Stumbling because the devil has tainted their heart.

But like my Son i have given you the power,

To arise before the coming hour.

You my child are not meant to die,

So please wipe your weary eyes.

I need you to arise and fight!

So that the rest of my children may regain their sight.

~ Olamide Iyaomolere