Like a bird pregnant with fibroids
The stricken eagle,
On wounded sinews
Cragged the mountain top
Pregnant with
Medalled sons on a nation's quest…and
Trapped in an alien void,
They grasped in vain
At the vortexes of fast fading lives;
As the doomed eagle
Sickened like a bloated gnat,
Cascaded earthwards,
In a fatal freefall with fate
Amidst the roar of clapping thunder, and
Wedded in a sandwich
Of broken flesh and mangled metal,
We interred our heroes
In the charred earth of Benue
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