Dark was the day and gloomy the night When lives of youths who for their right Raised their voices with unbridled passion Met their doom while on their civil mission They die helplessly on our street Unprepared, yet long eternity to meet. Oh that our white flag means peace Oh that our national identity remained unstained We would have walk and work with ease But for the massacre we are pained When will thou arise and shine And put on your purple and wine Let it not be later But rise now, Father of fathers To help the nation whom though loveth For I know, HE liveth. ✍🏽 David Olumide (Beloved)