Final Analysis

Courtesy: UNHCR

Breathe a little prayer

Let the world begin to heal

Standing under this foyer

Let justice flow downhill

Like a never ending stream

Speak to that mountain

Say, 'You gon' bust like a cloud

Pregnant with rain

And grant entrance to this crowd.'

People of this world are strongest

When we ease one another's stress.

We can quell any disaster

And rob the newscaster

Of breaking bad news

Reduce the string of misty blues.

If we touch heaven

On the double code seven,

Perfect interceding

From hearts ever bleeding

We'll bring heaven

Down and strife will shrivel.

Faith like a mustard seed

Will put a lid

On the eye of the storm

If only we heed this call.

Akpan