Wednesday, 16 December 2015 14:34

Art Thou The Biafran?

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  Thou Biafra shall rise in spirit and in reality

And Thou shalt recapture Thine glory sublime

Gimme that old time epoch-making Ojukwu

Of the Chukwuemeka Odumegwu Ojukwu Era

That indomitable fortitude of a people displaced

Of men and women with heads bloody but unbowed

Of women carrying in sacks heads of husbands cowardly slain

Butchered in cowardly undeclared battle covertly devised

Of husbands gathering the remains of wives whose bellies were gutted

And neonates hardly able to survive outside wombs were littered

Of Uzuakoli and Abiriba dancers gyrate with heads neatly in baskets scarfed

And "omu" in pursed lips shrouded with magical silence only the dead understood

Brave Imo men in loin cloths wielding machetes willing to die for the cause

Tell me of the late Frank Anuebunwa of Nkwerre Orlu who declared

"Long live Ojukwu, for Biafra shall never die

I'm ready to abandon this body and fly with wings of light

To answer Ojukwu's new fatal call and spill precious blood if need must be"

What is man if he believeth not what he dieth for

Or dies for that with hardly a shred of conviction?

Can you declare in a nutshell what in essence this life encompasses

And unravel the mystery of life and discern the unfathomable?

But Thou art the  Biafra

Thy Mystery is a bottomless ocean, soundless as light, boundless as echo

Can Thou forget events that took place in Biafra some 50 yesteryears

When lions roamed the width and breadth of Igboland

With Zik at Lagos, Okpara in the East, and Mbadiwe's opposition blast off

Then Igbos were Igbos, pride was high, robbery and kidnapping very much unknown

When Igbo marriage was designed in heaven and destined to span eternity

Men planted yams and sat in circles around calashes of fermented palm wine

While pregnant prepubescent girls pounded foofoo with skinny pestles

Children hid away in corners with school lessons under smoking kerosene lamps?

Thou Biafra shalt surely rise again in spirit and reality

And Thou shalt recapture Thine past glory

Gimme that old time Igbo spirit ere I die

A rt Thou the Biafrans?

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James Agazie Ed D

A retired college Professor  with educational backgrounds in law (JD) education (Ed.D, MA) counseling,( MS) and and mathematics.  Write on topics dealing with Nigerian families, marriages, education, and employment.