PEOM: GREAT BIAFRA

PEOM: GREAT BIAFRA

Are you the premature child?

That African child!

Born in that coldest of night,

From the zeal of self-survival,

Soothsayer say would die in 48hours,

After the abandonment of the impotent Aburi accord?

Aliment uncountable were your inmates in cell of your defensive technique,

That hardly wins war

In spite of the support of kwashiorkor

And saboteur that fore played

The role of HIV on you.

Though 3 years later you did die!

You died from starvation,

Not of food or ammunition or drug,

But the starvation of love and wisdom,

Sympathy could not give.

And I was told,

You died a hero,

A hero from the clause:

“No victor, no vanquished”

But, did you really die?

And what is this echo all about?

If it’s your resurrection,

Please do not come,

As a rebel comes,

Come amended, to make amends,

Come to rewrite the clause,

To put the records straight.

Betrayal of Love Chapter Three drops soon.. watch out!!! 

A Story full of Surprise, An Amazing story...