They do not believe in Nigeria
Who send their children to school abroad
While the ones at home rot and decay.
In ill-funded dilapidated schools
...
Biafra is still on my mind
They have done nothing to erase it.
I still hear everywhere,
Words that betray my serenity;
...
A while, a while
O yet another while!
Let this while begin now
to resurrect from graves
...
Mothers get so pained seeing their children cry
They guard their loins ready to fight
And die to pamper their old babes.
They starve to give their angels cheer
...
Integrity has insulted and humiliated me
So much that I have only lived
In the paradise of pre-existence
In a world that change
...
You have dotted the multihued skies
With your credible finite goodness;
You have destroyed ancestral curses
And earned us wholesome splendid victories
...
I walked down the lonely forest
With a batch of unseen faces
And myriads of voices unknown.
At the outskirts, something obscure
...
Now, I have searched the capacious darkness
Kindled by rootless kernel-oil lanterns.
I have also peered through abstract valleys
That spark of light, lit by waxy candles
...
Pregnant lions in the Anambra political landscape!
The buffalo is starved and full of bones!
White gutters of the roving blue clouds
Store boulders of water for a show of power….
...
Master, I see you beyond
In grey gutters of white clouds
Sailing reverently around ripples
Circling the kingly bed;
...