Written by Bada Yusuf Amoo

Like a blazing comet I’ve traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of imagination, voluptuousness and fear – ANTONIO TABUCCHI.


Though the naked soles tread on broken thorns

Though there are no dew to strengthen our vegetables

Though the farmers don’t have access to their harvests

Though the babysitter flourishes in the goodies of baby

Though the fools are occupying the positions of the wise

Though human kingdom is tending towards the state of nature

Though tears through the eyes flow through oceans

But within the continent of the ventricle

This still voice “we shall overcome” graciously grease our stiffness.


Though the National Anthem is in song acclaimed and in act denounced

Though the National Pledge resides not in heart but in echo

Though the rogues are celebrated and the innocent afflicted

Though the rich are getting richer and the poor poorer

Though covenant chatters and commitment dashes

But our hardihood compelled us “we shall overcome”.


Allow me to look through the windows

To see the noctilucent cloud uniting with rainbow

To see the last hope of man dispensing justice

To see the community where integrity is weightier than wealth

To see the just and the unjust with their rightful appellation

To hear the ministration of cymbals.



We shall overcome

Not as flame that dies off the road

But as fire with no respect for dried leaf

Then the line of discrepancy vivid

Between the builders and extorters.


God bless the field in green

God bless the flag in green

God bless Nigeria

God bless the whole world.


We shall surely overcome.

About the author

Bada Yusuf Amoo

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