Nigeria, my dear country. Where I was born, a place I must dominate.
Will I trade you for a morsel of bread? Will I allow the robbers raid thy treasures? Will I fold my arms and watch termites feast on my home and run it aground?

Where are thy youths? Where is your future? The young are fleeing to toil lands they have no claim over. The children do do not feel safe in thy shelter. Should I abandon you, and let the wind and the ocean subdue thy glory like Babylon.

We can't neglect our fatherland, it Is ours! If our fathers have failed to defend and build us a home to be proud of, we cannot fail to do this for ourselves.

If they are too weak to support us, too obsolete to inspire us and so crass to want to push us to debt and slavery, we must object and take charge of our future, our destiny, our nation, our Nigeria... The Giant of Africa.

We can't be talking without acting..... Let's raise the flag up...#NNV

Nigeria epitomises the picture of a diabetic.
..suffering in the mist of plenty.

We the young just need to all rise up. The earlier we do, the better.

Otherwise there will be nothing left for our own children to govern.