I am so proud
to have you as my sun
that brightens every obscurity in me
I am so proud
to have you as my rainfall
that wets my arid farmland
and makes my grains grow
I am so proud
for having you as my compass
pointing to the north
the east, the south or the west
when I find myself at a crossroad
I am so proud
having you as my sounding-board
whose consideration knows no limit
when it turns sweet or sour
So, I’m proud
(Nigeria)
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