She will be great again ||

But she will be great again.
She will grow and forget the pain.
All that was dead will become fair and green.
All that was dry will be fresh and flow again.

The glory of the latter shall surpass the former.
She shall become a new world order.
Charting her course to the envy of others.
She would rise high and never under.

There will be joy on the streets.
Laughter in her alleys.
Satisfaction in her people's bellies.
And effective policies to take out the cheats.

I can feel the glory from afar.
So bright that it outshines the stars.
Motherland will rise again.
Indeed she will be great again.

The sun is rising on the horizon.
But this one had hope as its lining.
The blurry lines are thinning.
And i can see her rising.

Despite what we are seeing.
Nigeria will rise and be great again.
Whatever might have happened will be forgotten.
And there will be no more hurting

She will be great again

Nigeria my motherland
The land where all is green and fresh
Through crisis and wars, yet you still stand
Even though you still have a lot of issues to adress

Corruption has nested its eggs in you
The eggs hatched and now consumes you
Mismanagement of you numerous resources
Has left you praying for an oasis

For long war has plagued you
And now disunity threatens to destroy you
Personal interests over national interests
Will haunt you and deny you rest

Obscenity has become your joy
Patterning after The West will be your undoing
Evil doing has become your everyday call
Thats why you'll keep on falling.

Spoilage and rancour trail you.
Decadence has you in its embrace.
Wisdom has been shown the way out.
And brute dafts now rule your courts