MY MOTHERLAND.

Oh my motherland!
A land where the citizens are lost
A land that rears deceit
Swarming with makers of corruption
Amenders of suitable corruption
Givers of packs of abject penury
Emaciation is received as present
People are paid in cowries
Instead of real money
After rendering their services

Oh my motherland!
A land that swarms with varieties of cultures
A land that has employed no unity
Seizing each others breathe is our hubby
People now think like a machine

Oh my motherland!
A land where darkness is our light
Where souls are bargained
Where ritual is the ticket to success
Orderliness is no longer the order of the day
Holy constitution have gone extinct
Oh my motherland!
Is this what you wish to become of your land?

— Lawal Abdulhamid .A.