Here I Stand

Here I Stand, a muse On the sacred hills of Idanre Overlooking the land of my ancestors A Land overflowing with vast varieties of unquantifiable resources Land of Noble kings, elegant queens and fearless warriors A Land where rain, sun, stars, and the moon Never blink their eyes Here I Stand On the lofty heights of Sacred Idanre hills, Savouring the beauty of a Land where Lions and leopards Intermingle and stroll freely, Ravelling, sunbathing and basking In the vast, relentless forest, and bushes of Africa, Playing hide and seek with nature; A Land where elephants and hippopotamus Hi five each other while listening to moonlight tales Here I Stand, a muse On the beautiful hills of Idanre Savouring a Land of Bald Men with unquantifiable fountains Of gray hairs saturated with wisdom; And ageless mother's with locomotive Of unquenchable milk of Love for humanity Land of green white green, signifying hope, fertility and purity; With people of different tongues and characteristics Yet laced with one fate; A Land, Where citizens relentlessly toil to till the sacred soil Our ancestors bequeathed us, From dawn to dusk With the fervent hope that tomorrow, Entails a bountiful harvest befitting of the Sacrifices of our sacred ancestors and God's gift to humanity!