My Nigeria
MY NIGERIA
Proud and ready to dare, blessed and fertile
Named from nature and born from the pursuit of freedom,
A freedom that defied chains and made colonialism futile!
These are the stories taught about Nigeria, this kingdom.
Where have the eagles flown to?
Why do the gates stand unwatched?
How has it become possible that violence has crushed the horses too?
When will the cost of independence equal the blood washed?
I look far into nothingness and catch a gleam of light
Maybe feeble, maybe, maybe weak like a tree drawing last breath
But even as these fruits take flight,
I feel it grow, a new Nigeria.
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