To the great nation of Nigeria
On this days you turn sixty
You got Independence 60years ago
Our Ancestors fought so hard
To keep this day alive
A great nation birthed in 1960,
Land that flows in milks and honey.

The most populous black nation
Great “giant” of Africa
Wounded lion lying helplessly
Her land filled with inestimable measure
Dweller suffer like cows in desert
It’s hard smelling any glimmer, hope for her recovery.

Speak hope to the wounded nation
Speak hope to the great eagle
She’s met to fly high
High above the hemisphere.

A radiant with so much beauty
Her children are meant to be united and emerging
The good about her I grow up...