When I think about freedom
I think of life outside guarded walls
When I think about freedom denied
Again I think about man denied freedom
Politically
I think of gags and chains
And I remember the slaves at ports
Economically
I think of hunger and skeletons
And I remember the refugees of war torn nations
Religiously
I think of burnings and killings
And I remember Him on the cross
Then I think of freedom
I think of freedom denied
I think of man denied freedom
I think of continent denied freedom
And I think of Africa
I think of a nation denied freedom
And I think of Nigeria.
(Sunday 19th October,1997)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And I have read now all the five. Your concern for Nigeria and Africa pours out well, well done dear poet.
Thank you dear friend. Well appreciated