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The Missing South
Show me the Southern Nigeria; show me the twin sister of the North; At first before the masters came, we had the South; we had the North; The thought of how the South had died, I try to grab, but yet can not; A region so filled with skill and wealth, so rich in herbs, in crops and nut; But why O South were you in haste, replaced by daughters, not one but three South-East, South-West and young South-South, they disagree, more often than not; The lack of peace, the loss of unity, the origin of threat and all what not; We once were one, our quest was one; but now, though three, can't win the North; Arise O South! and walk your talk; defend your rights, rebuild your worth; We cry, we yearn, and all we want, to have a South, just like the North; The South is dead! the South is dead!! Oh waxing North, where is your sort? Three confused daughters fighting a course; the North will win and win a lot S'East will strike, S'West defends; S'South is bought, they sold their worth; Restore the South! the people cry, they take to streets, the quest is hot; Marry the three! unite the South; let's have the South equal to North.
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