Ogoniland Poem by Tony Adah

A crimson field
Where the heroes of oil boom
Mingle with the martyrs of oil gloom
Ogoniland, where the king bespectacled
Unleashed thunder which shattered the son
And the fathers of our heritage.

O, Ogoniland
One whose children swim
In the vast ocean with soapsuds in their eyes
The place where my umbilicals were buried
And agony erected a house
As tall as the multinational rigs
Where our ancestors left us luxury
But we languish in penury
O, Oginiland the birth place of
My absent wealth.