A people are born.
Born to be vast.
It's sheer non-sense as I speak because it feels we should run.
Making us think we are the last.
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This is one of the best poems I've ever read, nice wordplay, keep it up.
The people of my land are cold. Cold enough that some are sold. I am one of the very few who are bold. A young poet I need to be told. Told the truth about ages of our old. My people look with your mind thinking and not chasing gold. Freedom doesn't come with you arms fold. What an excellent composition. Wishing you to be bold and more bold but your each and every word must be more cold than that of ice. Thanks for sharing. Stay blessed. Keep writing. Full marks.
very good, Egwu: an interesting composition.. 'Poetry of Witness', I would say.
Nicely penned. Simply I'd say it is revolutionary poem which is the need of time.
You are a very intellectual and inspiring poet.U are the new leader of this YOUNG BIAFRA.Keep it up.
The liquid gold of my land is snatched upon by the thieves. They do this to elevate their wealth... economy, conflicts, poverty, exploitation. sorrow and war...... a very fine poem portraying the real situations in the nation.. your power of observation is marvelous. tony.