Fight Of Conviction Poem by Victor Okechukwu Anyaegbuna

I am too old to lie
I am not afraid to die
It is time to tell you why
We had to try

We were young and bright
Bubbling with zeal to fight
To get all wrongs right
Not scared of the night

Biafra was our right
Named from the bight
We welcomed the rising sun
From the East to plant the fun

We would have died young
They planned to do us wrong
Seven years into the future stale
Would have known no male.

Boys chose to die in battle
Than dance on the beast's mantle
Our courage was unlimited
It was a dream ill-fated.