Akwa Ibom, our great apple tree
from green to green,
nothing stops ur beauty
great people, great State;
Potentially filled,
Inspirationally developed.
Perfect Governance,
Unstoppable fruits.
Oh, my promise Land,
as lovely as apple,
as fresh as apple,
as sweet as apple,
generations to generation,
we see your greatness,
your promises never fails.
our true promise land.
Its about you.
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