This
fray of my mind is killing me;
It
burns my numb heart.
My
conscience doesn’t allow me to smile anymore.
When
I reflect on you,
I
feel weak inside.
Every
day I wake up and think about you;
O
great, O noble, O famous, O giant, O you Nigeria.
Once
apart, later a whole
Why
do you now forsake efforts?
Efforts
of your heroes past.
Struggling
to stand,
You
slip and slip and slip.
You
burn of your past aberrations;
Your
good deeds never justified the terrible ones.
Can
good fate ever locate you again?
If
this is a colonial spell
Let
it be broken;
Let
it weaken as minutes pass by.
I
dare everything, except my hope that you will be better someday.
Arise o compatriots;
let powers that are, bring enlightenment
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