Rightly you have said,
My dear Chinua Achebe;
A child cannot pay for
Its mother's milk.
Mother, motherland
And mother's language
Is un-comparable in life.
Mother, motherland
And mother's language
Is more than nectar
More than heaven.
Let us come and pray
For our life divine
Only for the above.
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