*OMINIRA* laa bere fun
So we can be free
So we can choose
So we can trade freely in our markets
So our fathers can drink cheerfully under the tree
So our brothers can wrestle friendly in the market place
So our sisters can choose their suitors themself
So our babies can grow eating sand
So our mothers can gossip and chit chat about their husband?s infidelity in the yard
So our friends can come visiting without fear
But Alas,
OMI INIRA ni won gbe le wa lowo
A sip from this water of pain sends pain and ill-luck to the nation
Renders our father?s drink lonely
Leaves our brothers brutally murdered
Our babies don?t even have enough sand to eat
They are being taught from birth,
to hate the Hausas cos, they are murderers
cos they are dirty and smelly
Hate the Igbos cos they are the ones hoarding our fuel with greed
Hate the Yorubas cos they are extremely diabolical
cos they are evil and treacherous
The Niger Deltas have a bad accent and they are militants
if our babies are taught to hate,
where will they have enough sand to share and eat without fear
Our mothers can?t even share their marital problems with their neighbor
cos they are afraid she?ll lure him to bed
We asked for OMINIRA but they turned their backs against us and gave us *OMI INIRA*
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