Give Me Freedom Beyond This Land Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Hold your tears!
I do not want it,
my mind is made up.

Those crocodile tears
Can't cure this madness now!
What I want is looking at me.

Hold your fears woman!
Your song is a reproach to my dreams
War is a enough music to my marrow.

Give me freedom
beyond this very lost land
then my heart shall dance.
I will rise against all odds
even when no cocoyam
and yam are seen in my barn.


©John Chizoba Vincent
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