HAPPY 52nd (IN)
DEPENDENCE
DAY…...
I have enormous
tracts of land and
vast volumes of
water, but cannot
feed myself. So I
spend $1 billion to
import rice and
another $2 billion
on milk.I produce
rice, but don‘t eat
it. I have millions of
cows but no milk. I
am 52, please
celebrate me.
I drive the best
cars in the world
but have no roads,
so I crush my best
brains in the
caverns, craters
and crevasses
they crash into
daily. I am in
unending
mourning, please
celebrate me.
My school has no
teacher and my
classroom has no
roof. I take
lectures listening
through windows
and live with 15
others in one room.
All my professors
have gone abroad,
and the rest are
awaiting visas. I
am a university
graduate, but I am
illiterate. I want a
future, please
celebrate me.
Preventable
diseases send me
to hospitals
without doctors,
drugs or power
supply. All the
nurses have gone
abroad and the
rest are waiting to
go also. I have the
highest maternal
and infant
mortality rate in
the world; and
future generations
are dying before
me. I am hopeless,
hapless and
helpless, please
celebrate me.
For democracy‘s
sake I stood all
day on Election
Day. But before I
could ink my
thumb, results had
been broadcast.
When I dared to
speak out, silence
was enthroned by
bullets. My leaders
are my oppressors,
and my policemen
are my terror. I am
ruled by men in
mufti, but I am not
a democracy. I
have no verve, no
vote, no voice,
please celebrate
me.
Pen-wielding
bandits have
raided everything
in my vaults. They
walk the land with
haughty strides
and fly the skies in
private planes.
They have looted
the future of
generations
unborn; and have
money they
cannot spend in
several lifetimes,
but their brothers
die of starvation. I
want a kit of
kindness, please
celebrate me.
I can produce
anything, but I
import everything.
So my toothpick is
made in China; my
toothpaste is
made in South
Africa; my salt is
made in Ghana; my
butter is made in
Ireland; my milk is
made in Holland;
my shoe is made in
Italy; my
vegetable oil is
made in
Malaysia*** my
biscuit is made in
Indonesia; my
chocolate is made
in Turkey and my
table water made
in France. My taste
is far-flung and
foreign, please
celebrate me.
I have genuine
leather but choose
to eat it. So I
spend billions of
dollars to import
fake leather. I
have four
refineries, but
prefer to import
fuel, so I waste
more billions to
import petrol. I
have no security in
my country, but
send troops to
keep peace in
another man‘s
land. I have
hundreds of dams,
but no water. So I
drink ‘pure‘ water
that roils my
innards. I need a
vision, please
celebrate me.
I have a million
candidates craving
to enter
universities, but
my dungeons can
only accommodate
a tenth. I have no
electric power, but
choose to flare
gas, so my people
have learnt to see
in the dark and
stare at the glare
of naked flares. I
am shrouded by
darkness, please
celebrate me.
For my golden
jubilee, I shall
spend 16 billion
naira to bash
around the
bonfires of the
banal. So what if
the majority gaze
at my possessed,
frenzied dance;
drenched in silent
tears, as probity is
enslaved in
democracy‘s empty
cellars? I am
profligacy
personified, please
celebrate me.
Why can I not
simply reflect and
ponder? Does my
complexion cloud
the colour of my
character? Does
my location limit
the lengths of my
liberty? Does the
spirit of my
conviction shackle
my soul? Does my
mien maim the
mine of my mind?
And is failure worth
celebrating?
I AM NIGERIA ,
PLEASE CELEBRATE
ME

Nice ish. Bt more of a literature section material

Valiantvaliant: Nice ish. Bt more of a literature section material

seconded!

booqee: seconded!

Lols. . . Using what he said once to defeat him hmmm nice one

booqee: seconded!

Lols. . . Using what he said once to defeat him hmmm nice one.

i dont like dis joke about nigeria. Say sometin nice about ur country.

[color=#000099][/color][b][/b] hand of aplus to you. Congrates you've tried. Keep the talent up.

Ubado: [color=#000099][/color][b][/b] hand of aplus to you. Congrates you've tried. Keep the talent up.

Tnks dude

Jojo Armani: i dont like dis joke about nigeria. Say sometin nice about ur country.

Ease up muahn its just a joke...