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UNDER THE FATHER LAND
 We serve under the father land
 In huminity we render 
 Selfless services in cosmopolitanism 
 In peace-less and troubless downtown   
 We inhabit as national stuccoers
 With the aids of the bourgeoisies
 Starvation, annihiliationists and insurrectionists
 Famish the proletariats
       

We serve under the father land
Where the national integration is but tribal
Our forerunners neither retire nor die
As their successors grow older
Anti crime commits crime in crimeless communities
Where we smell not the throne
Yet, we're the leaders of tomorrow
When our tomorrow is afflicted with sorrow

We serve under the father land
When we die in bloody combat
In pursuit of national unity
We receive superfluous medication after death 
When the copy of a copy is off the tracks   
Lingering to the land of no mean city

Oh! the Cross is too heavy
But we're the leaders of tomorrow

We serve under the farther land
When we're dichotomized, massacred
With our immaculate neoclassical ideologies
In racial milieu
We hike sheepishly in an unknown land
With vigorous expectations in future
But the future features fruitless flowers
Yet, we're still the leaders of tomorrow

We serve under the father land
When we diminish our trivial capital
In selfless services
To the in impoverishers
But the father denies the children's welfare
Shall we perpetuate these?
If right we must be
Then fatherless we must be

The cross will be the crown'd
Blind eyes shall see
The pyramid
Our tomorrow is but yesterday
When the skeletonic promises will be fulfill'd
 then shall the leaders the youths be
Our precious blood shall be sav'd
The national combat must be dignified 

                          (Opurum Precious: Nigeria)
                          Copyright © odiboyp 2016

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