WELCOME TO MY COUNTRY
Welcome to my country, The land of the greats that refuses to be great, where we hail foreign heroes but can't break the norms to be one, where we have eyes and see with our mouths. Welcome to my country, where all the dead are saints with encomium poured on their coffins overflowing to their vaults after a life lifelessly lived. Where we die innocents and appear guilty in heaven. Welcome to my country, where marriage is the measure of responsibility and child bearing is the measure of productivity. Where eloquence in English is a measure of intelligence and being university student Is a measure of excellence.