NIGERIA IS A PLACE THAT IS VERY DEAR TO MY HEART, SHE IS BEAUTIFUL AND UNTAMED. HER COAT IS NESTLED WITH FEATHERS OF GOLD AND IVORY. AS I BASK IN HER WARMTH I CAN FEEL THE RAYS OF HER KISSES UPON MY FACE AS SHE HOVERS OVER MY HEAD AND BREATHES UPON ALL WHO WALKS UPON HER BLANKET OF DOWN THAT MASSAGES OUR FEET AND ACTS AS A COVERING FOR THE GAZELLES AND ANTELOPES. OH MY BELOVED NIGERIA WOE TO THEM THAT PLUNDERS AND SPOIL YOU, FOR THEY SHALL COME TO NAUGHT. YOUR RICHES HAS BEEN TIED UP IN BUREAUCRACY. RICHLY ENDOWED WITH VAPORS OF WEALTH AS YOUR CHILDREN PERISH AS YOU FEED THEM WITH ILLUSIONS AND HOPE FOR TOMORROW. HOPE AND PEACE SHALL SURELY COME WITH THE EARTHLY REIGN OF THE COMING MESSIAH.
your beauty glimmers among all the daughters of the Earth. Cumulus surrounds thee and weep, for thy oppression is great. Thou has been plundered and ravished of thy riches. O Pakistan I weep for thee. Land of noblemen and kings, yet thy children are in despair from oppression and strong yokes that rest upon their necks. Hollowed eyes as thy mouth salivate for a morsel of vada-pav. Little lambs dry thy eyes for fountains shall spring fourth and thy shall bask in the noon day’s sun and not be scorched. Thy thirst shall be quenched and thy bellies full. Strong holds shall be broken, for he that upholds thee will come like a thief in the night and rescue thee. Just a little while longer and thy hunger shall be no more, for all things must come to an end, both good and bad as the MESSIAH’S earthly reign is ushered in. Islamabad I have heard your cries, put away thy idols and worship me and I shall nourish and replenish thy soul and give thee riches untold. I shall take thee up in the midst of thy oppression and humble thy noblemen and aristocrats that forget my name.