Though her white may be marred in clay, dirt, filth and lucre and the green lost its lush and nutrient, now burnt and patchy, not good enough for you and I to graze, yet, I still believe in Nigeria.
Though filled with self-made “natural disasters” seemingly designed to oppress, suppress and pauperise her subject, yet, I still believe in Nigeria.
Though tottering at 56, with the “right thinking” it’s doable, Nigeria can work!
Heavily ladened with a huge bastion of hope and having seen her brightness in the horizon, I make bold to say, NAIJA as we fondly call you, I believe in you.
It is doable, we are strong, we are bold, we are beautiful, we are resilient, we are dogged, we are NIGERIA. THINK!