Who will hear our story?
Who will see our drama?
Who will listen to our plea without scorn?
Trivial posture on us by our lustful leaders
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As you have left
My heart has changed its beat
It pounds so hard
In reminiscence of yesterday
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Nigeria
My Nigeria
Nigeria mother of great leaders in the heart of Africa
Nigeria our compatriots fought her independence fifty years ago
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Beautiful faces
All around the place
Sweet voices
From lovely persons
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Should I uphold my thought?
It makes my heart fret
Should I fail my conscience?
Holding me not to quit
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The rain is gone.
The sun is set.
The breeze has come.
But my love is gone.
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It is a year you faded away
To a place I cannot venture living
But your voice re-echoes
I wish I will meet you again
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We stood at a cross-road
Each deciding on which to take
Suddenly to lifted the lamp of love
Then we saw this way you lead
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Little child
What’s your hope?
In this wild wide worry world?
How can your reach your dreams
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