Eustace Dunn
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With tearful looks in my eyes,
I still see the world’s spies.
Their mockery spat on my name
Like a sane man that was lame.
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As a child adores a crib,
So also I cherish my rib
She's my rib
Because she's my solace
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I beckon on you to come
I am the grave your home
Do not crave any doubt
Because you know your life is a bout.
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Down the shores of the Niger
They came like the taste of ginger
Roaring the sound of a tiger
They came carrying their unseen digger
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Nineteen fourteen,
Shaw started one great thing.
Yes! It was Flora Shaw,
Even when we were not sure,
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Where could you be by now?
Where would you find me and how?
I really want to run in your arms.
Even if you are dead,
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In the wee hours of a Monday morning in March
The room in Pembury was the coolest.
Eyes were not ready to befriend the rising sun.
Through the window it was no fairytale,
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The shocking news came like a mocking thunder
Making us run helter-skelter without a helper.
We began to ponder as others looked for shelter.
It pierced into our hearts like a piece of matter
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Eustace Dunn Biography
A Nigeria based journalist with first and second degree in mass communication and many other professional certifications in Public Relations, Mobile Content Operations, Marketing and Advertising and Digital Publishing. An award winning content administrator in Digital Publishing Innovation Summit in New York. Adobe Tools certified in London. He started his primary school in Auchi, Edo State of Nigeria but later rounded off in Ashaka, Delta, a place where he also attended his secondary school in the famous Mater Dei Model secondary school. Eustace started the media career with TELL Communications, Lagos and later joined Naij media as Associate Senior Editor.)
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My Naija! My Pride!
With tearful looks in my eyes,
I still see the world’s spies.
Their mockery spat on my name
Like a sane man that was lame.
But I am not ashamed!
I am not ashamed
For I shall shout aloud among the crowd
Don’t ever think I’ll not to my nation be so proud.
When you call my ‘Nigerian-ness’ from the cloud,
I shall make it fame without shame.
Wherever you come, call and tame my name.
If you speak in my native abroad,
Not to be pensive aboard, I am on board.
Expect my walking up to you to make it broad.
I shall shout a soothing sound “I’m a Nigerian! ”
Not English or American.
Trace my tribe to the blood of a Nigerian
I won’t thrive with the blood of a barbarian.
We do not have half-caste of the past without story
But a golden black with a success story.
My nation is black and proud of her natural resources
These resources tell the lilies to be my success sources.
I’ll speak my language to keep my lineage
Because it’s my heritage to manage my language
I’ll take her hand to another land, as it’s my brand.
It’s her identity that removes my being a nonentity.
Despite global dissatisfaction,
We are not a shameful product of the nation.
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