They brought us civilization
They offered us a better condition
They called it liberation
We embraced it like an innovation
Unknown to us they only packaged their desperation
Desperation to have total control
Of everything we ever had or controlled
We served them like they were unseen beings
We gave them accolades like they were supreme beings
They compelled us to work
In pain we toiled and toiled
With chains on our feet and hands
Our mouths were bond
We carried food crops from the farm to their abode
Yet for us there was no plate or fork
They sat on our valuables
And made us disabled
We tilled the ground of our own land
To feed their bellies and build their own lands
They held our fathers captives
The few that tried to escape became fugitives
In our own land
They offered us “free education”
But used our money to finance the education
They took hold of our government
They told us it’s for our betterment
But that was just the opposite of what they meant
They became demi-gods
Even the mighty men fell at their feet
Paying homage to them
Trading our value for their reign over us
It was painful but it was mandatory
Even royalty became slaves to their authority
Then…….
After some years of desiring
Years of trying
Years of crying
Years of suffering
Years of pains and mourning
Then came our freedom
Freedom at last
Freedom from slavery
Freedom from hard labour
Eventually there came a reward for our heroes’ labour
More than 6 decades after that great day of jubilation
It seems as if we left one form of slavery to another
It seems as if they released our government to us but the system still speaks
The system of slavery in freedom
Scarcity in plenty
Pain in the midst of surplus grain
Our own garden now tears us with its thorns
We groan in the midst of fun
The nation is now the inheritance of a clan
No room for all to taste from the national cake
Because a group of people had made it their personal cake.
So painful but it’s the reality
In the midst of all these
Men are rising proclaiming the day of the Lord
They wear the garments of priests
Whereas their bellies have become their lords
And its temptation they have no strength to resist
Citizens search for solutions to their problems
In a system that has suffering as its emblem
People fall into the hands of swindlers
They rob them of their possessions
Not only in the physical and Spiritual
They attempt the mental state
And leave many in depression
A sad story indeed
But there’s a good news……..
The Lord proclaims concerning Nigeria
Arise,thou that sleep and Christ shall give you light
The Lord has found gatekeepers
He has found watchers
Who have been manning the gates of Nigeria
Men with the priestly attire on their shoulders
Men crying restore
Men declaring upon Nigeria;Light!!
Men groaning in secret for a reawakening
These ones are enduring the suffering
That Nigeria may enjoy the glory
Nigeria;My Jerusalem will rise again
Arise oh Lord and let the enemies of Nigeria be scattered
Soon the powers that be will look tattered
They will groan in pain
Because Yaweh has chanelled to the masses the gain
Yes,the gain the few elites sat on
No time for pun
The Queen of England bowed out
But the King of Glory has stepped in
Rejoice Nigeria,for the real liberation has come
The time of jubilation is now
The wicked are fed with their own flesh and blood
There is confusion in the camp of the enemies
Oh!look at how they bow their heads in shame
Because God has given the masses a new name
Welcome to the season of freedom
The blood of the heroes of the nation has placed judgment on the wicked
Oh!the black Tuesday was not in vain
Stars fell out of the earth to bring light to our nation
The labour of our heroes’ past have reached heaven
The cry of the feeble hearted have moved the Father
Our season of perfect jubilee is here
Our God has restored the captivity of our land
It will do you like a dream
Awake,Rejoice and enjoy the reward of the labour of our heroes!!
The time is now!!
The land is green!!
The time of harvest is now!!
The future we prayed for all days is now!!
The New Nigeria is now!!






