This week I’ll disburse my intersperse in a verse,
‘Coz the state of our nation has gotten much worse.
The adverse dismal figures in our economy purse,
Has led to diverse cries of government’s perverse.
The quest of extremists to put people in hearse,
Has immersed this wee nation in constant disperse.
The black gold we live on, I observe, is our curse,
‘Coz the fuss we traverse on it, puts us in reverse.
But the one thing that coerce us to go in adverse,
Is our submerse of this ethnicity hatred we nurse.
As one nation, one people who are vast and diverse,
Let’s look to each other. Lets learn to converse.
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored.
The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board.
The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred.
My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed.
Our union restored, once again in accord.
We owe to our brethren this one great reward.
We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord.
Wait!in my evaluate is the contaminate in our state,
Where extremists and mad men cultivate so much hate. For only an ingrate, one whose brain is in desecrate, Could create an estate and conjugate to incinerate. They impersonate O. Bin Laden and translate all their weight, They assasinate poor Nigerians in every dictate. Their spate to intimidate and make this country separate, Has dictate a debate on how we can relate. I won’t hesitate to state my infuriate At those who abominate and use Islam as bait. We have got to eliminate, castigate and ameliorate Those who equate freedom fighting with bomb detonate.
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord.
Now the other grave issue; it seems Johnny will run,
His 2nd or 3rd term, when this tenure is done. When the President begun, he seemed so much fun, One big hat and no shoes, people liked him a ton. Not to be overrun, he stood in the sun, he lifted his head, said, “My daughters, my son, Just give me chance to have my own turn, If you vote for ‘Umblerra’, I will go only one!” On that premise, Nigerians made sure he had won, An election that didn’t go to a rerun. Now his words he does shun in the spun of a pun. “Electricity, peace, Siryou’ve given us none, By 2015, you might just be outdone!”
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord. Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord. The blight of our plight might soon call it a night, ‘Coz the youth of the nation seems ready to fight. To get back their country forthright and up right. To rewrite all the slight that our leaders invite. They ignite their new flight, all on internet site, Where Twitter and Facebook are their new guiding light. They assemble to fight for Nija’s Human Right. They write a new smite to end government’s benight. They stand at a height. disregard every fright Use all their might to indict corruption outright. Inspite all this effort, government’s not quite contrite. Youths, double your effort for our flag green and white!
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord. From our increase of fuel and electricity drool, One could swear that this nation was an April’s Fool. From our lack of good school, people looking like ghoul, Nigeria’s a Thule that’s in constant misrule. It’s cruel that our leaders use us as a tool. It’s sad that our fortune is their private pool. From London to Paris, right to Istanbul, Only our government treats us and our people like mule. Who’ll save this great nation? Who’ll give us renewal? Who’ll fight for Nigeria, give her a new Yule? Folks, the challenge is ours to make corruption uncool! Folks, the challenge is ours to reclaim back our jewell!
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord.
Wait!in my evaluate is the contaminate in our state,
Where extremists and mad men cultivate so much hate. For only an ingrate, one whose brain is in desecrate, Could create an estate and conjugate to incinerate. They impersonate O. Bin Laden and translate all their weight, They assasinate poor Nigerians in every dictate. Their spate to intimidate and make this country separate, Has dictate a debate on how we can relate. I won’t hesitate to state my infuriate At those who abominate and use Islam as bait. We have got to eliminate, castigate and ameliorate Those who equate freedom fighting with bomb detonate.
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord.
Now the other grave issue; it seems Johnny will run,
His 2nd or 3rd term, when this tenure is done. When the President begun, he seemed so much fun, One big hat and no shoes, people liked him a ton. Not to be overrun, he stood in the sun, he lifted his head, said, “My daughters, my son, Just give me chance to have my own turn, If you vote for ‘Umblerra’, I will go only one!” On that premise, Nigerians made sure he had won, An election that didn’t go to a rerun. Now his words he does shun in the spun of a pun. “Electricity, peace, Siryou’ve given us none, By 2015, you might just be outdone!”
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord. Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord. The blight of our plight might soon call it a night, ‘Coz the youth of the nation seems ready to fight. To get back their country forthright and up right. To rewrite all the slight that our leaders invite. They ignite their new flight, all on internet site, Where Twitter and Facebook are their new guiding light. They assemble to fight for Nija’s Human Right. They write a new smite to end government’s benight. They stand at a height. disregard every fright Use all their might to indict corruption outright. Inspite all this effort, government’s not quite contrite. Youths, double your effort for our flag green and white!
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord. From our increase of fuel and electricity drool, One could swear that this nation was an April’s Fool. From our lack of good school, people looking like ghoul, Nigeria’s a Thule that’s in constant misrule. It’s cruel that our leaders use us as a tool. It’s sad that our fortune is their private pool. From London to Paris, right to Istanbul, Only our government treats us and our people like mule. Who’ll save this great nation? Who’ll give us renewal? Who’ll fight for Nigeria, give her a new Yule? Folks, the challenge is ours to make corruption uncool! Folks, the challenge is ours to reclaim back our jewell!
Our nation Nigeria; in constant discord.
Our stowed vast potential; untoward, unexplored. The hoard of our ward can’t afford basic board. The cord of our union is deplored and abhorred. My fellow Nigerians, we must be reformed. Our union restored, once again in accord. We owe to our brethren this one great reward. We owe our Nigeria to the Almighty Lord.
Beautiful. I can feel your desire for that greater Nigeria that we all seek.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your constant encouragement Brother. XOXO
DeleteMore power to elbow, let's join hand together to over haul the system
ReplyDeleteMallam Aminu. Thanks for your constant encouragement. I appreciate it.
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