Nigeria my Nigeria aso rock should listen to the ideas of the ordinary man...
street lights seek us as we walk the roadside for in the pockets of the dark I have kissed your lips.
the ink knows my spirit the story of you and in light brown pages the world knows too that down till the bottom of heart and affection my soul is begging and craving your love.
wish that I was your first kiss, innocent, raw untamed, without flow but true true, as my love for you before life turned to shit. epidi leonard oreoluwa