Now My Country

They said i'm a Nigerian;
They wouldn't discuss with me.
When i add them they chat me up,
They say where you from?
I said i'm from Nigeria?
He shouted 'theif,theif'.
He declined Me.

But am i a theif?
I'm a man of my garment.
Only if i need your help i'll ask.
I don't lay on another man's egg.
But my country has stained my garment.
He'd placed a false tag on my head.
That's why i'll change my country,
I'll do that even in an hurry.
Bewitched with theft and robbers;
G-guys and disloyal folks:
Nigeria swims in foggery,
Decked with lies and indecisive berries.
I'm a 0% Nigerian.
I'm made up.
My country seize to be my country:
America is now my country.

I'm ready to fly:
Americans,Who will be my sky?
Please aid my fly.

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Seriously want to leave my country. But needs help.