Nigeria, March 16 -- I want fame, I will fortune but no flashing lights, No crowded streets or endless nights Where strangers pry and whispers sting I want the peace that's fit for a king.

I crave life's simple, quiet charms A walk at dusk, warm hearts, calm arms. Yet I long for splendour, gilded and grand The velvet touch of power in hand.

I yearn for wealth that silences fear, No sleepless nights with futures unclear. I dream of sands where turquoise tides sigh, Lounging with a Mai Tai beneath endless sky.

I seek the gaze of beauty's glow, The kind that sets the world aglow. But too, I crave the minds of men With wisdom deep and hearts unbent.

I wear my honour like a crest, A quiet fire within my chest. I toil to chisel strength fro...