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devimcy
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NIGERIA @ 47
Nigeria oh Nigeria! Sweeter memory of u I had as a child Green white green My favorite of all colors. Coat of arm My first artistry work Oh! How I tripped on hearing About your resources, Hope of Africa my mothers believe.
But how true, is your claim? Land flowing with milk n honey Yet its citizens are drowning in poverty Land of millionaires’ n kings Yet beggars out-number flies Kingdom of optimist Yet rule by pessimist Behold your kings’ n queens In servants attires.
Oh! Nigeria Now you are 47 Yet your destination is undefined. Your lawmakers are as confuse As your law breakers. For decades they have been Debating on clothes Yet its citizen are battered By wild wind of uncertainties In a nation flowing with vast Ocean of opportunities.
Oh! Father land Do not be wroth with me For my heart, I’ve spoken Out of pain n sorrow I uttered Those words Like a child to his drunken father. Oh! ‘That you change now Then my heart, be pleased. N my child hood memory Ignite a song that I will sing On mountain top of the world; Tis’ Nigeria the hope of Africa Beautiful n pleasing Envy of the world Home of the living God Tis’ Nigeria God bless Nigeria
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