AFTER IT WAS, FROM THE BEGINNING

inspired by Lukas Graham's 7 years

Once, she was seven years old, her economy was fine,

the independence, still fresh in our minds

Once, she was seven years old

She was just recovering;   the coup took some of her sons

The war pillaged her world, turning the tribes against each other

But she's a great nation, we thought that she was ready

Her life seems very promising, we were very optimistic

Once, she was eleven years old, her economy was great,

they began dwelling on the gold they found

Once, she was eleven years old

The gold they had seen in her, helped her up to stardom

It made almost all of her peers depend highly on her

She became so famous and it was totally worth it

All of her sons ate like kings and lived noble lives

Once, she was twenty years old,

Her economy was fine with the gold, ignoring the silver

Once, she was twenty years old

Some of her noble sons were still hating each other,

there were selfish ones who forcefully took her kingdom

They misused her gold, complained about the silver

The value of their nobility was called to question

Once, she was fifty years old

Her economy deteriorated, she started struggling

Once, she was fifty years old

Her sons no longer fought but they desired her throne

And the chosen sons deprived the others of their birthrights

The gold began fading, making her sons live like peasants

Her ruling sons are inefficient to the kingdom

Once, she was fifty years old

Her unworthy sons keep looting all her kingdom's treasure

Once, she was fifty years old

Soon, she'll be sixty years old,

her glory tainted with hopelessness,

her sons are so frustrated

Soon she'll be sixty years old

It's perilous and we're still smiling

We need better sons to shine up the glory

O compatriots, we need to awake from our slumbers

Soon she'll be sixty years old,

will we still be fading in poverty or fight for our rights?

Soon she'll be sixty years old

Soon, she'll be sixty years old,

will we still be in dependence on other countries

or would have cast out the corrupt sons?

Soon, she'll be sixty years old

Once, she was seven years old, her economy was fine,

the independence, still fresh in our minds

Once, she was seven years old

-          Precious Oluwamodupeola Jayeola