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Several times I ask myself Tell me: what exactly are you doing here? Most times, I find an answer \"To get an education, of course\"
In no time, I get queried yet again, Tell me: \"for how long?\" How long will I stand attention to another\'s anthem How long will I salute their flag How long will I pay homage to their heroes How long will I sit back and watch my land called - \"jungle\" How long will I listen to my people called - \"barbarians\" How long?
The truth of the matter is: \"As long as I choose\"
As long as I choose to be an alien As long as I struggle for their citizenship As long as I accept their education As long as I dine at their tables As longs as I\'m detached from cares of my people Yeah, that long
But I pledge to Nigeria my country: That whenever it is, It shall not be too long That whatever I do, I shall not deny my descendants - life in the motherland I shall not hide my identity I shall stand firm for what I believe That there is HOPE for Nigeria I shall pride in my heritage The legacy of my fathers shall live on The pain of my people shall break my heart And my heart shall leap for their joy
I hereby charge the young in years and at heart Do not give up on the land of your fathers The future may be bleak And I can\'t promise a brighter one But let everyone to himself ask: \"In what little way can I make this a better place?\" Let every youth in his heart will: To make a difference, to dare to dream Not to wake and forget, but to live for its fulfillment To kindle in his heart, the flame of change
And when dawn is come, And the mantle is passed on The giant of Africa shall rise again In splendor and might, The envy of nations The pride of Africa She shall stand Never, ever, to fall again
by: Fisayo Fadelu
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