Africa's goliath loosens the destitution scale under it fixate weight
Its creatures are in pointless enduring
Its pioneers never stop to devour
However the basic man can't manage the cost of meat
Besieging and rebellion connects itself toward the North
Neediness moves its path energetically toward the South
Its dark oil repels the poor from the rich
Its import and fare resemble a Dollar to a Naira correspondingly
Ethnicity is presently the nation's need
Religion is developing into the nation new constitution
The pioneers ceaselessly draining the country's bosom
Not minding if the country is very still
Saluted saints of the country weakens the economy of the country
Changes its silver and gold into useless Naira and Kobo
Future pioneers turns con artists
In a bit to savage what is left of the unpromising future
Instructors to lead the visually impaired pioneers
Still appear to grip to their dozing mat
Who might assuage the destitution shot eyes?
Who might request with the ravenous jaw from breaking into dry tunes?
Who might exile debasement from our delicate personality?
At the point when might the general population get the chance to rest in peace and not in piece?
At the point when might the pen oust the bomb from the arranging board?
At the point when might the pioneers offer themselves up set up of their adherents?
At the point when might the country's grass get an "expert" and sham it "ass"?
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