I’m sure you know… I am a noble Nigerian;
Yes, I am happy you are an alluring American.
We are two tall trees from two blessed backgrounds
Yet we found friendship flowing from golden grounds.
We both have sorry stories; I won’t wonder or worry,
Because I have your humble history in my dear diary;
There is only one thing… I would be sincere to say
We have one thing in common; a role to perfectly play.
To make the world become big, bright and beautiful,
And make the helpless cute, colorful and cheerful,
With our rhymes and rhapsodies: our virtuous voice,
We can make it happen… we can’t change this choice.
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