I will keep fighting and loving.
I will keep protecting mama and keep providing for my woman.
With a weapon in one hand and a tool in the other, my free kinsmen and I will yet raise the walls of this city for our children and good neighbors.
We will again build ships for our oceans to visit lands and do commerce. We will no more be afraid. This is the essence of life. It is the point of my existence.
Nigeria will come of age without losing any of its limbs. She will in security drink from the Niger and groom in the Benue. The land shall no longer under the intoxication of bigotry and fanaticism thirst and smell while water is in sight.
The clipped wings of the eagle shall yet grow feather and hunt. The young shall be fed.
Soar my dear country, soar!
So help me God.

[i][/i]Your words almost made me cry