Nigeria we hail thee:
What song are we to sing to our so disturbed heart?
And why do we have to serve the same master over and over again?
Even though they didn't do us right
Why do we have to shed tears on the same sad story again and again and again
Who shall we discuss this with?
Who is the chosen one that is to save us from their grasp
For how long do we have to endure this.
I see nothing but a dark void in the future of our sad black colony,
So many enticing words from their greedy tongues
Preying on our sweat with their both hands non stop
So many black diamonds possessed by our country but in the black hands of psychopaths.
How can someone have a trillion dollars in his possession and we still have people that are broke.
Even the country is crying for it's self but the leaders are not willing to listen to her sorrowful songs,
Whom are we to discuss this with?
It would soon become a dinning table,
Filled with gnashing tongues
And gun wounds
Our tongues would lick the vegetable's blood
Every teenager would be handed a gun of their own
Soon enough our feet's would suddenly refuse to move further, then! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
NIGERIA WE HAIL THEE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem