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Wednesday 17 December 2025

Nigerian Leaders

In the cradle of the Niger, where rivers learn to speak,

Rise leaders clothed in promise, strong and yet so meek.
From dusty roads of power to chambers carved in gold,
They walk with dreams of millions, heavy tales untold.

Some came with fire in their eyes, with courage sharp and true,
To stitch a torn republic, to make the nation new.
They spoke of hope and unity, of justice standing tall,
Of lifting every child, not serving few, but all.

Some ruled with iron silence, with orders etched in fear,
Their shadows long on history, their echoes still too near.
They taught us hard-born lessons, in pain and bitter cost,
That freedom, once forgotten, is never cheaply lost.

There were those who tried to build, to pave tomorrow’s way,
Planting seeds of progress for a brighter day.
Yet storms of greed and chaos often crossed their path,
And power tested mercy, wisdom tested wrath.

O leaders of Nigeria, both living and the gone,
Your names are sung in praise and blame from dusk till dawn.
For in your hands lay futures, fragile as new rain,
Capable of healing, capable of pain.

May those who lead tomorrow learn from yesterday,
That service is a calling, not a throne to stay.
For the land is rich in people, in spirit, voice, and flame
And history remembers not power, but the name.



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