Shall her heroes labour go in vain?
There she lies again,growing older. Her mates are growing with bounty development but vast hope still lies in the thought of her children.
She is green and white; what a beauty! She has oil to her disposal, agricultural products within her reach or should we talk about coal and steel or the erstwhile minerals in her disposition. What a wealth!
She once rose in 70s, her currency going in a duel with dollar; a naira for a dollar. What a currency!
She rode all through that era among her Negroid family, her Congoid peers were admiring her stardom, the western was dismayed by her rise.
And she had heroes; her brave children. These children had fought her freedom from the westerners and started a revolution but there it was; she had bad kids; one who haunted her despite being their mother.
Her bad kids defied others of power, stole our mother's wealth and still oppressed their brothers and sisters with their stolen. Even went further in manipulating their siblings brains with cooked lies so as to get power and steal their mother's wealth and still opress their siblings.
Also, she had crazy kids; they believed in her downfall so they attacked her children (their siblings) for their selfish and unbelievable wants.
Mother Nigeria is getting weak day by day, some children wants to help but the brainwashed and bad siblings won't allow. Some children are joining the "train of destruction" of their mother because they don't to be on a losing side and feels it's a normal act.
Her heroes (children who fought for her) are going in vain, day by day, she is dying slowly by the activities of her children. No one wants to start a revolution because of those in poor.
The giant of Africa is gradually becoming timid and her tag being questioned.
And there her children has feud over their races and religion and bitterness grown over them.
What would happen to mother Nigeria while some of her children only have hope filled in her while others have ran away for shelter from other mothers.
Shall the giant of Africa rise again, shall her heroes labour go in vain, would her children unite in peace and make her great?
Only time and God can tell.