I had wanted to let it pass
like a dead storm's carcass.
But my conscience is an
independent dagger,
it stabs fiercely and makes
me stagger.
To be candid with reality,
the most perfect country is a
cemetery-
where you need no roads to
travel,
talk less of the need to mine
gravel.
This is a divine national
cake,
an unleavened special for my
country's sake.
A sincere gift from your
chosen baker
who still has no replacement
for his lost Rebecca.
Today I write to celebrate,
rather than blame, criticise
or debate.
I write to say, without
regret
that my country is beautiful-
a precious pet.
I admire the green of her
pasture
and the delicate style of her
curvature.
I love her sky and her rich
land,
that teases my eyes like a
lady's waistband.
Today I pledge to Nigeria my
country
to be true and faithful in
duty.
To make her a great global
star
and uphold my loyalty without
a scar.
So help me God
Amen.
David O. Olusanya
For Nigeria @56
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