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.
Lovely piece of poetry depicting patriotism and love for motherland, well articulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. A beautiful poem indeed brother. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This is bold and audacious! Very nice write, too! But it seems you just discovered your Nigerian-ness! Whatever, welcome back home. Home is where we cal Nigeria! ! ! tfs! ! !
I shall shout a soothing sound I'm a Nigerian! not English or America.Great poem Dunn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks to you all.