Despite all our efforts, they still want us to disunite
Our blood is their delight as my Nigeria
they blight
Bringing fight unwanted to force us to take
to flight
Unusual fright is in the land but there is
none to indict
No light to brighten our paths for none
there is the knight
The peace promised is but a sleight of hand
in our sight
For our plight is to vote that our wealth be
their right
Deafening disquiet of a once powerful
home-land in delight
The height of their insensitivity pushes us
to self-ignite
Our collective might as a people no more
gives us respite
Not with morale as tight as wood eaten
inside by termite
I recite our anthem and I realise that
nothing is now alright
Our name is bigger than Elephant but we're
cowered like ant
Blight rite of passage for this giant of
Africa spite
Smite this evil in our land that we shall
once again be great
But how could this ever be if you and I
don’t make it right
an Emeka Amakeze poetic expression
