Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
Drawn to stray in the journey to nothing we go
With hold of nothing to show,
That truly in our struggle, we grow.
Thus, ours become anguish and sorrow.
Unto Mother Nature our plea for grace.
For several years before her we’ve been a disgrace,
Refusing her stipulated ways to embrace;
Yet in this pace of nothingness we race.
Our leaders all gone astray,
And we the led, all lost sight of the way;
No longer visioning the light of the day ray,
Thus in our own homeland, we become cast away.
To the rescue of our nation, come with thy light.
And our ways lead aright
That we may not lose sight
In this fight full of fright.
Relief to our land we plead to grant;
That salvaged from they greedy, who in vain rant,
We in the light of blessedness shall behold
That glorious joy of a nation truly endowed.
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