<> Nigeria, A pillar but not a stronghold;
Our leaders, A watchers not shepherd;
And our people are gifted, but they don’t have a platform.
Without a platform to display
What you have (your gifts)
How then can it be fruitful,
How can it multiply and bring forth many
That is the main reason we are left behind,
Even as a nation.
We are gifted, but we have
No place to show-case our talents,
Neither do we have a show-room:
We are born-to-reborn.
But we are for long pregnant,
But no labour room, neither a bed
Where we could give birth.
Some unfortunately fell on ground
And have been mixed up with sand,
It became polluted.
What do you expect from a seed
That fell on a bad ground?
What do you expect of a nation
That fell on he wrong hands?
And what do you expect of a nation
Dying and has what can preserve her,
Will she give it to who so ever calls
For it and squander her substances.
People don’t think about those things.
Our Government have a fixation
For Nigeria, but they have fixed Nigerians.
This is a time to think and not to sink.>