Eche Ononukwe Poems
A Witness To The Forgott'N
In one silv’ry night,
when the eyes of the moon peep’d thro’ the sky
while the sun had her eyes long shut,
ev’rywhere turn’d night and silent.
Save the owls who cried to awake the silence,
rodents pacing to and fro searching for fodder,
and the toads croaking to arise the dead.
There, where all men lie low still,
his image plac’d on his grave, smiling;
smile that seems to ask me:
Why have you have forgott’n me so soon,
me that won a medal for my mum and dad?
But before I left, I ...
Just For Our Rights
We shall strive for the freedom of man,
and not be prevent’d by our torturers’ heavy hands.
We shall drink from the juice of freedom,
and ask our torturers to free the unfreed.
But see, they take us as unfreed,
and we must be free to free the rights of man!