LABOUR IN THE EYES OF THE NATION.

I wish labour could labour enough

As to not allow the labour of our fatherland
Be invain in the fight for the masses
To really put sentiment aside
And stood their ground for the common man.

I wish labour could go the distant
March the march towards
A claiming the new minimum wages
Enforced by the union of Federal government
Making it a worthy course.

Not in favour of this or that
But in favour of all the citizens
In the land of our fatherland
That our motherland we beats her chest
And be proud of labour for a job well done.

I wish labour
Could do enough
By putting self Sekfishness aside
In this battle of just beyond the minimum wages
To betterment of life of fellow citizens.

MADE IN NIGERIA.

We are Nigeria
Made by the soil of Africa
Breed by motherland
Awaken by the spirit of patriotism
Made from the rich black soil our fatherland.

The richness of our soil
Is the colour of our skin
That polish us to the finest
Of the similitude of the palace
Made in Nigeria by the richness of Africa’s finest soil.

Made from the sun
That dries us and drive us
In attaining greatness in all areas
We are made in Nigeria
Crafted after the ointments of Africa.

Our beauty shine and radiate
As we stand out in the midst
Of great multitude of countries
Around the world coming from
The continent where greatness is conceive and born.

Africa is in us and we are Africa
We are birthed
By the rivers of Niger
Mississippi derives it sources from us
And the bank rivers of our motherland.

Will never fails
As the world is our stage
Creating a land mark for everyone
We are the light of our days
Lighting up generations to come.


We not made of any other country
But by our birth land Nigeria for all
By one creed in building a nation
By making it a home for all
Made in Nigeria for the world and Africa’s development.

9JA WHAT’S HAPPENING

A collapse state it has been
All along it has been that way
As it knows and mean nothing to
As everyone tends to get so busy
In chase of this and that

And will suck up and mess up everything
From the fibers of our existence as a nation
To where we got to today
Is nothing but the works of our hands
And we kept it the way it was

From the ruled to the rulers
Everyone is guilt as charge
As we let the labours of our hero past
Amounting into wasted
And runs it down the drain of ruin

By our founding father
Sweated and toils for
Sold out their blood to get independent
On who’s our motherland nurtured the home
Night and day

How did we get here
That we forget where we were coming from
That it takes us so quick to forget
The labour of our founding fathers
9ja how did we get here

That we move from state of peace
To the state of insecurity
That we no see our co citizens
As a threat to our existence
9ja what’s happening