My Country, my dream

I see a people rising, tired of being enslaved by their own people, speaking out for themselves, everyone determined and set to give it whatever it takes to break free from the chains of slavery in disguise. I see the streets filled and the homes empty, I see mothers behind their children, saying "this time no one is returning home until we are free", I see a united Nigeria, even though it looks divided but every tribe with one voice for the very first time. I see a peaceful march but yet the most fearsome movement ever.

Then did I see the people melting huge hives of shackles and using them in building a strong hold, and few people did I see been lined and forced into the strong hold by the multitude. After this event did I hear a loud noise of joy, happiness, and of all it was the sound of freedom. 

I see a one Nigeria, the north, south, east and west leaving peacefully, united and strong. I see a free and fair Election, equality before the law, a country where everyone's voice is heard and it matters. What a great joy, I can't find any child Hawking, the people are no longer in shackles of poverty. A free and fair Country.

               Together we can move this nation to a greater height.