Like the yellow sun at early dawn,

a beauty of a land is newly born

A place of peace and tranquility,

devoid of rancour and poverty.

My homeland stands tall with dignity,

unwrapping its cocoon of iniquity.

I see a land where the sick can smile

where justice doesn’t just last a while.

Behold a place nations behold,

as a model of beauty yet untold.

A land that remains bright at night,

whose inhabitants aren’t shocked to see light!

I hear a nation with just one voice,

where violence and strife are never a choice,

where leaders are true and promises are kept

and everyone longs to give their best.

Right in this world of pessimism,

I see the Nigeria of my dreams.