The upper hierarchy of the military
Para-military and political say
Is an abomination
To a select people
The leadership of juicy parastatals
Is a mango hung on a tree
For a dwarf forbidden to climb or hurl a stone
If only our hides were not distinguishable
The patronage of public utilities
Would have differed from what obtains
So special grants compulsory to the right
Is inaccessible to the left of same man
In a nation assumed unified
And the sin mortal
Labelled unforgettable crime
That made a name a taboo
Is a defensive confrontation
To save our heads.
(Saturday 18th December,1999,4.42pm)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
History! ! Igbos of Nigeria! ! ! ! Civil war! Marginalization! Muse of Nigeria today, With many States. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you Edward. It is obvious you know Nigeria well