a great woman of all time,
surviving troubles that rhym,
thriving through ages,
victorious in all pages,
a beautiful woman called Nigeria,
that i'll remember even if its amnesia,
blossom in my heart with pride,
loving you since i was a child,
the most strongest of them all,
the most bravest of them all,
stretching her loving hands towards her borders,
a woman with many nations as brothers,
i pray God be with you ma,
that you keep thriving on ma,
pray your strenght never wane,
for nothing can be your bane.
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