Nigeria, We Hail Thee Poem by Ebubechi Ireke

Poem title: 'Nigeria, We Hail Thee...'
People's Opposition
© Ebube

'Nigeria, we hail thee,
Our own dear native land.
Though tribes and tongues may differ,
In brotherhood, we stand.
Nigerians all are proud to serve
Our sovereign Motherland'.

Maybe at one time or another,
This was something I said with admiration in my heart.
But alas, I doubt my fellow kinsmen would say the same today.
I would love to say the system hurt me—
Or perhaps, those in charge of it.

By midnight, the king was crowned.
By daylight, it felt like mourning—
A silence heavy and loud,
A national mourning was never this deafening.

And yet again,
It's time to return to the system,
Hoping it gets it right.
But those behind the wheel
Do not plan to play nice—
Thus, neither will we.

We're coming back stronger and bigger.
We'll stand guard, even by midnight,
So the enemies won't enter our vineyard
To crown thorns as kings among plants.

Then our land will truly be a paradise to visit—
A place where its citizens are proud to belong.

©Ebube