By Stephen Chibuzor

My glean with a grin in the green land

Here I land with bands of glee

Blessed and prosperous; not cursed, not boisterous

Land that forgather the peaceful and grateful

And many more full to fulfil morality

What a great green formality this country holds

A lot fallacies that she might grow old and fold

But prophesy says: she shall stand firm and bold

This land, occupied by great potentials

Protected by the creator from initial

Oh, what green love I have for my country Nigeria

Ebola and malaria brought bacteria

But we defend her with green criteria

Now America comes to us with their palaba

To seek how we pursued those bacteria

Even help have we rendered to Liberia

Truly, this green deserve her name, ‘Nigeria’




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