My Naija! My Pride!
The far sky suddenly seemed so near
The birds sang ditty into my ear
The words were all sweet, pure and clear
But not even one, could I thus hear
For the wicked has risen against My Naija
The hot sun rapidly turned so cold
The heat froze in me all that was bold
The effect had made me feel quite old
But my tears they saw, my worries untold
For they wish to ruin my Pride, oh Naija!
The bright weather now looks so dull and lame
The once shining heart of mine, a dark frame
The act I never wished or dreamt thus came
But I know our girls lives are not for a game
For we shall someday bring back our girls to Naija
Naija, remains the only country I truly call mine.
Awesome it truly feels to call Naija my pride.
Interesting how much talents we have in Naija
Jubilate, for just like Ebola we shall overcome all.
Adorable, Joyful, Independent, Amazing Naija.