The interment of Abacha was a mystery
The sky smiling to the rainbow
The thunderbolt sparkles here and there
The winds blew and toast all things
The moon and Star jubilate
Ha! The great despot past
There is noise up and down
The women shawl loose for joy
The whole world mouth agape
The people razzmatazz here and there
Ha! The trouble house fall
The road busy of smoke
The hills shake of pleasure
All the prisoner slough their skin
The emaciated body stood up again
All the tree bends and rejoices
Is like a maid get freedom
The whole Nigeria gives glory to God
Nigeria political has a good omen
Ha! Our freedom comes
Olugbenga Ayoola.O
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