Biafra (The Flashback)

I remember back then when
The sun used to rise
In the East, when our Enugu
Was a model of Solomon's temple.
Oduduwa, your children have connived
With the Hausas to excide us
From the land of the living.
The waters have turned to blood,
The fishes have begun to grow legs
The Nigerian Gowon has sterilised
Our stomachs;
                         what is food to a
Prayer warrior?
Karma sleeps when the Igbos
Are in captivity,
In their own land!
Parcels of bombs are delivered
In the markets-
Buffet for the vultures.

Refugee camps are where
We go to die 'cause typhiod
Awaits with open arms.

There is a story of how
The Earth and the Moon
Struggled for ownership of the Sea-

Their tidal clashes crushing
And crushing
Fragile pisces of the Sea-

We will blame the Earth
And the Moon

For the redness of the sea.

We will blame the West
And the North

For the redness of our streams.

Nigeria, we surrender
You have won
Can you hear our children's screams?