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
