By Sam Ogabidu
The beauty of a hill
Is upon high places
Tell it in Abuja
Publish it in Lokoja
Let the sons of Kogi rejoice
Let the daughters of Ebira dance
The role wandering in the land seeking a voice
Has found a strong advocate in a daughter of service
Let the doubters rest
The battle for the new order has began
Call out our sons from the trenches
All ears must be open
To hear and ask
What role there is to play
In the green sky hovering with hope
The need to kill the quite desperation of the wicked
Is a fire for all to kindle
A call for all to heed
A new dawn is in the crow
Of the cock
The wind bears witness
As the trees bow to let it pass
Fresh is the spirit of the scented presence
Of the anointed daughter
To legislate against the horns of poverty
Stalking the land
When beauty meets brawn
A fearless tigress is born
And the scavengers
Scamper in troops
Make way for a daughter of grace
A queen of hearts is in the solemn assembly
A child washed in the bowls
Of paternal invocations
She will speak in the language of love
And the hearts of the people will quicken to life
And they will lift up Natasha
A memorial of service for the world to behold
Something good has come out of Kogi
Morning is yet in the pulse
