HOPE FOR NIGERIA!

Someone, a friend;

Decked in fright;

Had said to me:

“My dear Deola,

I don’t think our;

Nigeria can ever;

Be peaceful again.”

It can, and it will;

Even much more;

I’d answered him.

Take this cue, man;

In raining season;

Post dry harmatan;

The soil sprouts;

Green plants with;

Colorful flowers!

Upon the plain;

Down the plain;

Beauty does spring;

O’ new life, yes;

O’ new life! =DEOLA