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ABIA STATE



  • ABIA STATE

    Proud city of traders
    You dwells independently
    Hustlers all around your coast.


    In you lies hope
    Green grasses all around you
    You never forsake a poor man.


    Home of God
    Hands glittering in joy
    Your daughters once conquered tax
    Nakedness was their weapons,
    Guiding your proud inheritage.


    You will not fall again
    Once again your roads shall wear
    a new face, we shall stand tall
    Wear smile like a crown
    For Abia state shall live above all.


    (c) John Chizoba Vincent
    From_A_Pen_Refusing_Frustration
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  • Oyin Young: Tuesday, 27 December 2016 at 19:36:00
  • Label(s): John Chizoba Vincent , Poems
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