Once upon a time
Far away in the Africa desert
In the black land of agony conceit
There’s Nigeria, our nation
Encapsulated by drama of the prisoners of the mind
Tortured by the hands of colonial masters
Living their lives through us
We were never in the best of sense
We never enjoyed our existence
Under the heat of quizzical glare
We saw a glorious reality, but yet unclear
A fight for liberty was inevitable
Strategies and plans laid on round table
Male, female, young and old
For the freedom fought; so I was told
We won! Yes indeed we won!
Nigeria! We hail thee
Our own dear native land
Though tribe and tongue may differ
In brotherhood we stand
Singing praises of the one-in-three
For the new glory and reality we now see

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About PenAStory

PenAStory is a group of young individuals with a passion for literature who have decided to come together to write under one platform. We seek to educate, inform as well as entertain our readers. Also, because we are targeting young literature lovers, we would like to touch on other interests of their lives hence the relationship category and because we all need a bit of motivation in our lives, we decided inspiration won't be so bad
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