Promises in the Dust

(Spoken, with a sigh) Ah, Naija... wetin dey happen?

Every day we wake up, hope for something new

But na the same old story, e dey pain me true

Dem promise us beta life, say joy go overflow

But na only wahala, we dey see for road, oh broda

Our belle dey rumble, children dey cry for food

Politicians make dem yarn, but dem no be good.

Oh Naija, my country, scattered with the truth

Promises in the dust, where is our youth?

We dey cry to the heavens, make you hear our sound

Lord, send your mercy down, on this blessed ground.

The street no safe again, fear dey grip our heart

Insecurity be the song, tearing us apart

Mama dey worry, papa no fit sleep well

For this land of plenty, why we dey suffer hell?

But we no go give up, we still get small faith

Say one day e go better, before it's too late.

Oh Naija, my country, scattered with the truth

Promises in the dust, where is our youth?

We dey cry to the heavens, make you hear our sound

Lord, send your mercy down, on this blessed ground.

(Ad-lib: Chai!)

God abeg... e too much.

Naija must shine again.

(Ad-lib: Omo!)