Letter To My Brothers Poem by Babalola Augustine Adeola

Blow them up!
Burn them up!
Kill them!
Destroy it!
It's our land,
Continue 'till they heed

If you go to the farm,
You will return home.
If you go to the sea,
You will return home.
If you go to the white man's land,
Your stool will be here waiting for you.

But if you give in to their temptations,
Our task master will always go back to their homes.
And they will reap from our foolishness.

So tell Chime and Chibuzor,
Tari and Ihorma,
To let us journey this road with caution

Alas! If we destroy our homes,
We have no other place to run to.
Home is always home.