Nigeria

A land full of riches and treasure
With people lost on the right way to access wealth and are therefore exploiting our mother making her bend over like a poor beggar.

A beautiful home
Walls painted with insanity. Corruption and violence reek in the atmosphere, curses and abusive words thrown at you as you walk in. There is nothing more normal than the chaos and destruction that falls upon us.

The Giant of Africa
Being run by small minded short sighted men followed by narrow minded people. We fall short of the glory that is in our name. 

Beautiful is Nigeria
A scar remains in her chest as she mourns for the child she was forced to abort, wisdom. Tears are brought down to the ground as she sits there hopeless with exposed breasts hanging below her stomach sucked of its richness and resources.  

Innocent men are brought down to the ground and we just stand and watch handicapped. Slaughtered pieces of flesh distributed across the land and the ignored fact that they were once part of our family. 
Sought for justification in our wrong actions. Our future remains as unclear as our present is unheard of. Why is it that we allow the names of our leaders past to drown? 

A promise of hope
Reassurance that the money invested in the younger generation will bring about a change. Imaginations that will one day come true, a place where Nigeria is resting in serenity and unity. A place that puts a smile across our faces when we dream of home.