THE NIGERIAN DREAM (Arise O Compatriots)

THE NIGERIAN DREAM (Arise O Compatriots)

The future is here, the whole world is waiting. The creation is moaning uncontrollably in earnest expectation of the lead actor to take the centre stage and set the place for this final performance.
We have seen the rehearsals and we have been disappointed. We have experience the trial and error of the forerunners that left us with nothing but a shaky foundation that makes us doubtful of building a lifetime edifice of nobility that our souls crave.
There is much more to offer our world. There is much more to bequeath to posterity. There is much more to give to our nation and she will not stop the flood of tears gushing down to her forlorn face until her children leave the treadmill of trivia, take their rightful place and fulfill her long awaited dream of becoming first amongst equals.
She has a vision to dictate the pace with viqour. She has a vision to be honoured among peers, to become a positive reference point. She has a vision of giving to others- whosoever, part of her vast riches and resources, reassuring them of a better world, fight for the same cause, giving refuge to the lost and soul to the dead.

Fate came, saw and failed. Though she had been a bereaved mother, many times of her choicest off springs, yet she would not give up even when she has foetus in her womb. Though she had been raped of her dignity times without number, still she believes
· She believes in her vision
· She believes in her dreams
· She believes in the designer of her destiny
· She believes that a day is coming and now is, when the winds of change that turn desolations into civilization will blow on her path…
· She believes that one day her children and her foes will dine on the same table aiming for one cause of rebuilding the fallen walls of their motherland and upholding her gates.

The sun is almost up but the morning may be stalled, and her woes continue, if its creators would not stand up for their noble cause. Neither, the morning nor its joy will appear if the bearers of good fortunes would not attain their great lofty heights.
She is tired of labour, will she continue to try? Or she should just bow out and find succor in permanent oblivion? She listens to faith. She keeps beliefs. What a great dream she must have! The scream of disunity in her in her bowels filters to her mind, piercing her soul and she goes down on bended knees, in breathless pains… screaming “O God! Guide our leaders’ right and help our youth the truth to know”.
Still, she believes if only the children of her youth will forsake their “borrowed” causes that have so far bedeviled them searching for green pastures abandoning the Greenness of their motherland, and attend to her in this final pain. If only they will share her undying faith, even in her dying state, if only…

Behold! At last, her Baby, her Dream, the creator of her future. The carrier of her destiny.
Despite her paleness, her eyes glow like the radiance of the sun at the sight of her dream.
A dream that will lead the world. with his GREEN blood of integrity, eye brows of excellence, palms of efficiency and productivity, neck of quality, clean heart for health and progressive relationships, arms of entrepreneurship, chest of positive attitudes and large feet of leadership. He will not only succeed but also bring his siblings to the forefront of global innovations and inventions.

NIGERIA has a vision… YOU and I are her Dreams!
We are not alone! O God of Creation…and build our nation where peace and justice shall reign!

LASISI PRODIGY O’BOSUN(WGFF) PRODIGY’09