My Song To Nigeria

I will tell u a story My love, A story of ur beauty to tell The beauty of ur natural skin to spell I will tell u a story For each strand of ur hairs Shy green hairs in harmattan's whirling wind Those hairs that beautify your black skin I will tell you a story Of praise to each colour on your blouse That green which connotes fertility And the white which depicts your purity I would love to tell u dis story,not on a moonless night but on a day like dis, But I can't cause tears still blur my vision These same tears has eclipsed my mission I will tell you a story An apology for my past promises At your younger years Those years u toiled nd toiled with no father I will tell you dis story When my tear-blurred eyes are clear again I will tell u dis story like an opera I will sing to you my son,my LOVE,'NIGERIA'