Let Nigeria be Nigeria again.
Let it be the best dream people dream about. Let it be the pioneer on the plain.
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(Nigeria right now is never Nigeria to me)
Let Nigeria be the dream the dreamers dreamed— 1/
Let it be the best dream people dream about. Let it be the pioneer on the plain.
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(Nigeria right now is never Nigeria to me)
Let Nigeria be the dream the dreamers dreamed— 1/
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was Nigeria to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was Nigeria to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free
Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There’s never been equality for me)
I am the poor black, fooled and pushed apart
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek—
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
#PeterObi #PeterObi2023
(There’s never been equality for me)
I am the poor black, fooled and pushed apart
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek—
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
#PeterObi #PeterObi2023
I am the young man, full of strength and hope.
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean—
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today—O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean—
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today—O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream
For all the dreams we’ve dreamed
And all the songs we’ve sung
And all the hopes we’ve held
And all the flags we’ve hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay—
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream
For all the dreams we’ve dreamed
And all the songs we’ve sung
And all the hopes we’ve held
And all the flags we’ve hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay—
Except the dream that’s almost dead today.
O, let Nigeria be Nigeria again—
The land that never has been yet—
And yet must be—the land where every man is free.
The land that’s mine—the poor man’s.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose—
The steel of freedom does not stain.
O, let Nigeria be Nigeria again—
The land that never has been yet—
And yet must be—the land where every man is free.
The land that’s mine—the poor man’s.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose—
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives,
We must take back our land again,
Nigeria!
O, yes,
I say it plain,
Nigeria never was Nigeria to me,
And yet I swear this oath—
Nigeria will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
We must take back our land again,
Nigeria!
O, yes,
I say it plain,
Nigeria never was Nigeria to me,
And yet I swear this oath—
Nigeria will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain—
All, all the stretch of these great green states—
And make Nigerian Great!
#PeterObi
#AsuuStrikeUpdate
DO SOMETHING
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain—
All, all the stretch of these great green states—
And make Nigerian Great!
#PeterObi
#AsuuStrikeUpdate
DO SOMETHING
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