The Ist fruit of your being ushers
In the wave of an historic remembrance,
Where a nation was birth by
The labour for freedom and liberty.

The month of October upholds
The amalgamation year (1914),
Where 3 major tribes United
To fight and take back the land.

Dear 1960,
Remind us to count the numbers
Of our golden age ticking down
The clock of archaic and advancing
Year of slavery and corruption.

Teach us to invest in our country,
Motivate us to love genuinely,
For the trees of your tentacles
Has produced more seeds
Who needs an answer to their

Hello 1960,
Tell the singers to sing hope
Tell the town criers to chant hope,
Tell the citizens to be the hope,
For we are on a journey to self.

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