with alot of joy in the old school
we are free from the boundage of suffering
we became the king of our land
fredom we change our old days
freedom could be oppourtunity knock for us
for our freedom we have no pain no gain
at first is like a watching paint dry
we move on is our old shoes
we started wearing short paint in our growth
we become largest in nation of africa
we move slowly like a tortise on the road
we controll our animal by ourseif
animal controll animal when we get fredom
theres is always a nudge and a wink in our
kingdom
we became free in our homeland from the
prisoners
we are free we controll our thing by our seif
nigeria freedom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem