I remember the trip to the land of no return

The well that is more than 100 years old

The one story building belonging to the missionaries

A cubicle room that contain thousands of our forefathers

The chains,The castigations

The badagry Slave Trade Market

Then I imagine the pain,The wounds,

The rage that boils in their heart yet the white man shout "Apes obey"

How blacks betrayed blacks for coins,selling their birth right for breads

Truly independent is what we need

To the souls that were lost in battle I say "Peace"
55 years and here we are

To independence  of my Father's Land

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE NIGERIA