The Land Is Green

Oh! The land is green It bounteousness thus dissolves my spleen When upon my chagrin Nature offers her shoulders for me to lean Oh! The land is green Each morning of greenness offers me a gleam And the sun never ceases to radiate my dream Oh my land is a crème de la crème Oh! The land is green When my neighbors cry of famine Because harvest has been infested by vermin I still smile at the produce of my famine Indeed there is no cause for crying So, stop whining; keep smiling Oh! The land is green The cock crows to welcome me into daybreak The stream, river, lagoon even the lake in drought never at stake Oh! The land is green The harmattan does not rebel against summer The rain not at loggerhead with the farmer I will seek no asylum because my land is safer And I do not live in constant fear of disaster The land is green The land is green My land is green