Nigeria


Lying so cozily on the woolish couch

Of serenity – lost in the well of desire;

Seeking for the recall of a glory, unbruised –

A rightful repositioning of the hi:ghly revered

Dark giant, on the divinely ordained throne of greatness;

An overdue rebirth – a redefinition of

Values still lost on the altar of corruption.

It’s time to tear down the rabid partitions built

On the destructive pile of tribalism;

Rooting out the hydra-headed monster of religion.

There’s need to mow off the weeds of insincere

Leadership – enthroning faithful brave hearts,

Wielding the weapons of truth and justice –

Draped in the robes of honesty and

Dedication; with a deep sense of duty – a passion

To ascend our Fatherland to the pinnacle of matchless

Prosperity – finally linking the poor and the rich.

The right step begins with you!

Good luck Nigeria!





THE NEW DAWN


Sitting, relaxed, atop the cool grass-filled rock,

Jutting out proudly over the calm blue ocean,

I stared in stoned-wonder; held captive

By the magnificent rising of the yellow sun,

Ascending, gracefully, across the serene horizon,

And ushering in the bright and long awaited new world;

A world, free from the shackles of religion,

Unheld by the chains of ethnicity;

Devoid of the differences in colour.

A world wrapped up in the warm covers of peace;

Overshadowed by the immutable display of inestimable love.

A world tongue-deep in sincere equality;

Lacking the Political, Social, and Economic segregations;

Where none is poor or hungry; a violence-free

Community – where morality stands overall; scoring

On all points; in all ramifications.

I see a world where there are no foes – but friends;

Where the Lions lie closely with the Lambs –

Sharing, caring; and rapturously cherishing one another;

A world where the natural unites with the

Supernatural to form a universal positive whole –

Stamped with truth and justice.

This new world, which I speak of, begins with you!





OUR AFRICA


Our Africa, virtuous and seated with pride,

Distinct on her gun-throne of glory;

Taking her place amongst her equals;

A vibrant queen – unique in her very own way.



Our Africa, clothed in an aura of compassion.

Gathering her, always, erring children,

Like a chicken, her rebellious chicks.

Despite being surrounded by constant chaos,

Her head, like a diva, unflinchingly, holds up high.



Our sweet, sweet Africa.

A challenge – she meets it;

A problem – she weaves through it.

How clever, really clever, she is.



Our Africa, climbing the hills,

Surely, slowly and steadily;

Searching and reaching for victory;

A journey, with an end in sight.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIGERIA

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