Treasure Island

Yiro Abari High

(Jos, Nigeria)

Face of the Nation


Face of the nation, Hope of the nation, Dressing generations Face of the nation Must find roots in truths, Respect what is due To humans and to brutes The face of the nation Must believe in substance, Not fiction, not superstition Not illusion Face of the nation Must believe that Money buys a few things, But esteem buys everything The face of the nation Must believe that A pocket without discipline, Will never conserve And enough, it will never have The face of the nation Must be taught The principle of nation-building, Made to believe it And disciplined to enforce it

Submitted: Sunday, July 06, 2014
Edited: Sunday, July 06, 2014

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The face of the nation refers to the Police

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