In the land of Nigeria, where dreams are born, There echoes a siren song, a political scorn. Jingoism, it sings, with a tempting tune, Beguiling the masses, like a spellbound moon.Oh, Nigeria, a nation rich in diversity, Yet plagued by the venom of political perversity. The siren song lures, with promises so grand, But beneath the surface, lies a treacherous sand.Politicians dance to the tune of deceit, Exploiting the people, their trust they deplete. They wave the flag of nationalism high, But their actions speak of corruption, oh so sly.The siren...