They said it is a country, one nation and one people
They maintained that the country belongs to them
Born leaders, they call themselves
The British gave them power and never will they surrender it.

Now, we are in an emergency
It's either we retreat or stick with them
We have made our choice
but they snubbed our decision.

At this age, we have nothing to manifest:
no industry, no constant power supply,
no good roads, no equipped hospitals
portable water, we do not have.

What can we display?
Nepotism, unemployment, corruption,
no freedom of speech, no freedom of worship
Every vice you will think about is found in this country.

I'm at a loss of word and description
of why God allowed this terrible cohabitation
Enough of unity! It is not functional
Allow my people to go.

When will my happiness come?
Only when I'm free from this bondage
My nation their country, I regret and reject
It is an open truth: the country can't progress.

I can't call this a nation because it was absolutely built on hate
A group of individuals united by the British,
colonized and forced to stay as one
What do we call this? I ask.

I'm bored being a part of this country
Do you doubt my stand?
You are unengaged to dispute
What else can I say about the mixture?

Over 180 million people locked in this cocoon called a country
Over 250 ethnic groups joined together as one
Where else have you seen this kind of disaster?
What can we call this?

This year, it will turn 60 years
Already a grandfather, yet without independence and good leadership
Do you want to listen to more?
Allow my people to go.

Prisca Onyinye Nwokorie is a  Roman Catholic Nun. She belongs to the religious order of “Oblates of St. Benedict Joseph Labre” in Italy. She is a graduate of the University of Bari where she obtained her Bachelor's and Masters' degrees in “Information and Communication Technologies for the Production of Software” and “Computer Science” respectively. Currently, she is carrying out research work on “E-learning for Developing Countries”.