Our bitterness lies
Not on those that killed us during Biafra,
Nor those that failed to aid our course,
It lies on those that betrayed the mission yet,
We shake hands and force smiles with them
While the heart frown at the memories of glorious days
Sabotaged.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dont dwell in the headaches of the past, the future has a lot to offer....i knw u were born during the war...so let it go... Nice lines though....you cn also check out my poem...Our street is broken and others...thanks