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An Ode to Nigeria

Weaved in her tapestry, her essence,
Is a uniqueness radiating beauty and ingenuity.
Her versatile soaked fabric, her identity;
An unfanthomable awesomeness.
Her earth a glorious richness, her people faultlessly beautiful.
Her Character transmogrifying in positivity, this metamorphosis by the power of a LIFE higher than this.

Her history of colonization and slavery,
Enshrined a SEED which illumined her darkened estate.
She resolves to recapture her indigenousness,
This self awareness brightens her countenance; an intelligent people, a wise nation.

The intense scorch of the smiling February's Sun,
the fragrance of the earth from the years first rain, in April. A glorious moment!!
The gentle rustle of dried leaves effective of the cozy harmattan breeze;
Shaping her vegetation, her topography, her geography.

Her ancestry, an inexplicable wonder; Heritage, Culture, Value and Virtue.
Her girls gracefully sculpted, an impeccability of a potters artistic mastery.
Her young men finely polished, burnished bronze demeanour. Such fineness!
Her youths the truth known,
Informed and ingrained with just and truth.

One Nation bound in freedom,
Peace and Unity
This is Nigerian,
This is African.

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