This is dedicated to the millions who died in the Biafra - Nigeria civil war

Counting the losses
Of my people at dawn
Breaking the curses
Of no wholly source
I sought to wage war
Without funds and money
I thought to secede
From a nation strong and many
I was full of envy for vain minorities
I am an educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border

Proclaiming Biafra
Was so big an agenda
Building militias
To **** and to tether
My opposed tribal brothers
And the critics of my powers
I denied much on media
All that hid in my fingers
My plans I held higher
The proclamation of Biafra
I am an educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border

Visible to the blind
Were were ready for a fight
Audible to the deaf
Huge price of war to pay
Hausas killed in numbers
By my igbo sons and daughters
yorubas were driven without boots
by my fellow Biafran youths
Ibibios were suspicious
So were Urhobos, Itsekiris and Ijaws
Enmity was at its peak
So high that none could breach
All these were my agenda
My services to Biafra
Was so good for me to render

On May 30th 1967
Was just like a fable
I declared in the open
Without even a wobble
The state of Biafra
Almost complete; an agenda
An anthem was composed
Flag and currency; none could oppose
The heat of the tension
Is such I couldn't mention
The height of jubilation
Not all did it favor
There was sorrow in the land
This, I cared not apart
I was a symbol in the world
For the havoc I did cause
I am an educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border

The war began
With no money at hand
We fought with pride
With pains in our hands
We fought with might
Defending our father's land
We died in mass
Numbers of air attacks
We killed civilians
Of the tribes against our plan
We'd shoot in the heart
Every oppose we'd catch
Nigerians were too strong
but we swore we'd burn
I saw no flaw
In the havoc I did cause
I am an educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border

Hunger and thirst
Was order of the day
Sorrow was a pest
and death had no end
Too many burdens to bear
The pains of war to pay
We ran out of guns
Bullets, grenades, even bombs
We had but matchets
Arrows, stones and spears
But We faced an army
Of full artillery
Our tragedy had no end
Even God couldn't help
So our homicide was cast
And We became fossils at last
Let those who seek war; stop and think
The pains of it;higher than that of peace
So I e'caped in a copter
Leaving my people to suffer
So on exile I did ponder
while millions died in yonder
I am an educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border

I write from the grave
From the hell of my pains
I was that educated soldier
Who took you to battle borders
And ran, leaving you to suffer
I was that educated soldier
Of an eastern defunct border.

'm as empty as the air
Weighing too hard for me to bear
I'm as free as the birds
What such freedom could be wrapped in pains
I'm as lonely as doom
Still glooming; as happy as I could
I hide from many moons
It's thoughtless; but it's worth that I should
Among my tranquility; there's one thing missing
Give me a lip, and make me crave for a kiss.

I'm softer than the sea
Holding nothing but all therein
I'm as strong as a bridge
So tender, so young, an unhappy king
I strive to beat challenges
Yet so poor, so battered are in my midst
I admire flowers; the true art of nature
Rendering in the hollow; was love I could fervour
I admire butterflies and the birds in the skies
Loving parrots and the errors of their speech
I love nature and all that therein
But there's one thing missing
So soothing it is; the embrace of ladies.

I'm as happy as the dead
Smiling so bright; such I could tame
I love children; and the blood in their veins
Their happiness, I say, was more bright than fair
They crowded me; a story telling fiction
They spoke to me; sounding waters from amazon
Their crave for me; was more than I could pardon
I loved little children; beyond compassion
But there's something missing
The one thing that had no meaning
Give me your embrace, and forever are gone my pains.

I'm as emotional as nothing
The true revelation of logic
I loved a lady; the very appearance of magic
She's as beautiful as beauty
And as elegant as misery
Her face made me happy
And her thought made me mystery
She was the one omnipresence
Beyond the reality of my dreams
Her name was magnamity
The creation of my innate reality
I love her; like I love nothing
But there's one thing missing
No, there's one thing missing
Nothing can fulfill me
Yes, nothing can fulfill me
Not even the glory
Absolutely, not even the glory
Not even the glory of the wide world's riches.

Among my tranquility; there's one thing missing
Give me a lip, and make me crave for a kiss.
I love nature and all that therein
But there's one thing missing
So soothing it is; the embrace of ladies.
The one thing that had no meaning
Give me your embrace, and forever are gone my pains.
But there's one thing missing
No, there's one thing missing
Nothing can fulfill me
Yes, nothing can fulfill me
Not even the glory
Absolutely, not even the glory
Not even the glory of the wide world's riches.

At the Biafran front, I fought
Tearing down Nigerians
With shots of guns
We fought like men
Defending our lands
But with risk and fear
As some went blind

Among our troops
Were hatred and envy
Tribalism of doom
Had taken over our army.
Alongside my brother
We triggered together
Tearing down men
Like pales of feathers.

As a boy of sixteen
I saw terror in fifteen
Behold dead men lay like weeds
Vultures had enough to feed
Among the dead people
I saw my old father, he died still feeble.
Turning to my right
Lay my mother, sister at flight
My hands became weak
And my heart did bleed
They were killed by the army
Which I fought that they live.

Biafra was in famine
As children starved to death
A thousand Igbos massacred at night
As our troops retreat to die.
Nigeria flew their jets
Bombing no one but children and old women
A grenade caught my brother
And I knew it all be over.

The seaways were surrounded
Nigerian Navy locked us in our grave
No weapon came to Biafra
Even our camouflage had become rags
Enugu; capital of Biafra had been captured
There's nothing left, except to be raptured.

Oron and Calabar fell
Nigeria sent us hell
So in battle front we had
Nothing more than matchets and planks
Our major had ran
And we were left, to die at our hands.
With fear, my fellows fell
The fear of death, none could tell
I ran through the forest
Finding way for my escape
Lo there was a tunnel
And so I escaped Colonels.

Fifty thousand fighters quite survived it
They were buried alive
In mass graves for their deeds.
Down in my tunnel of sleep
I saw my family in the deep
Papa, I called aloud my father
He said go for the war is over.

Biafra had surrendered
But I had lost an arm
Millions had died
Diseases did bade them bye
The war, famine did sail them high
Though a soldier I survived.
I had lost my home family and lineage.
What would I do with a withered arm?
Flies had really fed it by
As the last man alive, No one cared whether I die.
So I died a lonely death
With no one to cry

You say you'll love me more
Like candle lights on baltimore
We had our first kiss like forever more
Though miles and metres
You made it better
Writing poems of love
Like crickets at dawn
Though I left off track
You put me in paths
Rendering me down apart
In your prisons of heart
You tied me with chains
Expecting me to feign
Now who would I blame
For those that led to shame.

You poisoned my life
In the process of your love
You brought me down heights
Like we wanted to fight
Strangled me with might
Expecting me to die.

you attended my funeral
Watching me smell and stack
I had no coven, but wrapped by your charm
You danced in your mind
Saying alas he died, so I can live my life.
But there in the coven, I knew you had something in mind.

He came that night
He came that night
Saying praise be the lord
That alas he is gone
Now we can share our blood
Pushing in and out, till when it's dawn.

You held each other
Like marigolds in summer
Clinging lips together
Like birds of a feather
You undress his chest
Stroking the hairs of his head
Saying between your lips
I wish George a safe trip
You both tumbled that night
Making love in my hide
Making me in my grave cry
Like a dead porcupine
I could do but nothing
Watching him bounce you like a monkey
I cried I cried
I cried I cried
Wishing I could rise
That I might stand and fight
But no way no way
I had to die.

Adiaha Adiaha
My wife did call
Give my husband food
And make sure he feels good
Adiaha the maid
Did what she said

Adiaha Adiaha
I'll be travelling
Take care of Sir
Dress his bed
Sweep the house
Feed the kids
Till I'm back
Adiaha the maid
Did what she said

Adiaha Adiaha
The beauty thing
She had time
My wife was always busy
Adiaha the beauty thing
This temptation's too big
Adiaha the maid
Wasn't even paid

Interlude: honey, where are you?
I'm in cameroon
I feel alone
Why? Isn't Adiaha around?
Please come give me food
I'll come next week, Adiaha will give you food

Adiaha  Adiaha
I did call
Come lye on my bed
I feel deserted
Frogs cloaked, ***** crowed
Adiaha Adiaha
The beauty thing was pregnant
Is it my fault?
Adiaha the maid
Did what you said

Together, we rocked snowy mountains
Sending the ice, down our spines
A feeling of pleasure and scenes of trebors

Like kids and candy
We licked each other
Like pairs of trousers
We clung to each other

The dark skinned damsel
Goddess of beauty
She was gay in ornaments
And sweet in smell
I coaxed her gently
And she said mi amor
I knew not what that meant
But I kissed her like ice creams

Like thunder came our lips
Like lightening went our hands
So we made it soft and sweet
Like angels in mistletoes
That moaned like gentle doves

I had waited for this day
To crush lips together
Tie tongues for better
And remained there forever
I drank saliva from her lips
So sweet the ecstasy
her mouth was full of soup
And mine was made if spoons
I sipped her sweet nectar
And wished I'd be there forever.

We tumbled the woods
And fell trees like boom
The lions smiled
While tigers clapped their hands
Foxes sang
And ***** screamed boom berry bang
The feeling so ecstatic
I thought I'd die there
Thought I'd never return
But my ugly wife woke me up
And her face made me scream
I wish I had died in the dream
So sweet had it been
By sipping nectar in the dream

Nkoyo, the beautiful girl
The daughter of a farmer
The wife of a palm wine tapper
Nkoyo was as charming as mud
Nkoyo is beautiful

Nkoyo the beautiful girl
Her hands were like iron
And her fingers were like old dry wood
She had bicycle legs
And her toes were like stones
Nkoyo was as clean as dirt
Nkoyo is beautiful

Nkoyo the beautiful girl
Her backside was like olumo rock
It never shook and had no form
Her hips were a carpenter's craft
And her waist, a crooked staff
When Nkoyo danced
She was like a monster about to die
Nkoyo was as gorgeous as an ostritch
Nkoyo is beautiful

Nkoyo the beautiful girl
Her face was like a dog's dung
Her teeth shone like darkness
And her eyes were colorless
She farted through her nose
And it killed my pet goose
Nkoyo was as pretty as a bull
Nkoyo is beautiful

Nkoyo, the beautiful girl
Nkoyo was my wife
Because of her wretched looking face
I vomitted every now and then
I wish I had paid dowry
But her dad had given her for free
I was no handsome either
She screamed when she saw me naked
But I was no worse than her
We lived in our old ancient cave
Bearing ugly ugly children

On a hill I lonely stay
A feeling of painful slay
I wish that friends would stay
So they make me bright and fair.

Up on a lonely land
I found my lonely friend
His clothes were warm and blue
And his heart sought to play
Long I knew not his name
He was but lone himself

Poor, wretched and sythe I'd been
Sought friends but none to see
I exposed my rugged skin
And begged in street of streets
An empress spat on me
And a slave kicked my feet
I wept for my head did bleed
And my blood went sourly green

I found a magic staff
Which turned things to gold
I wore my ***** rag
And touched all I owned
Behold came my riches
As wide as earthly pit
In a castle I did live
And kingdoms I did rule
Everyone was my friend
And no one inflict pain
The empress did I kick
And the slave I did free
I made the poor, kings
And the rich I did kiss
So good was my reign
That no one dared to feign

In the corners of Lagos
There was yet no favor
I slept in gutters of Surulere
And woke in streets of Ajegunle
No food, no home no brother
I lived my life in lowly ponder
My stomach always ached for hunger
As I search dust bins of hamburgers
This was the life I lived
In the big city if the rich.

Under bridges I did sleep
Calling it pleasure like peppermint
When the rains came I endured it
soaking me down from underneath
Thousands of mosquitoes fed from me
While bats always sang me sleep
My clothes they did stink
For real, I'd no bath for weeks
This is the life I lived
In a country full of meat

My mother where art thou
My father had long drown
my family was a crown
When they saw me they did frown
Striking me down in such big town
In my rag my heart did pound
Oh what a life have I found
This the life was I bound
As I lay folding like a prawn

I had a revelation, I did say
That Christ could help without pay
Having love and mercy for those in pain
Tears of joy I did shed
That all be over, lest I faint
In my rags I left for church on Sunday
sit behind the ushers did say
just Because I did smell
No one looked at me no one cared
They're were well dressed in golden bracelets
No one sat close to me lest they faint
For my smell was really feign
Time for alter call the pastor said
I dared to go but they did held
You'll disgrace our church for you smell
This is my life I did tell
Explaining it like fairy tale.

I left the church in holy shame
Knowing well I had no place with them
Church is for the rich, I exclaimed
So my life continued in shatter dreams
Feeding from spyrogyra I did live
I thought I'd die a man man bring
But things changed as I began to think.

The flaws my father's deed
shall mean no equal for me
there's always a change -- in a family history
one adored with beauty
amidst the greatness of fantasies
there's a hero in our midst
should it seem funny it is me?

The flaws of my father's deed
that caused fountains of grief
it melted us kids
within gullible prejudice
it denied us prince
the lives of worthy kings
and rendered us weary
the honor of our genes
there's a hero in our midst
should it seem funny it is me.

The flaws of my father's deed
rendering us painful surreals
Behind us was a tragic piece
thousands of stories -- to tell and keep
we sailed through valleys
of thorns, thistles and thieves
and here we come -- saying all hail we
the flaws of my father's deed
shall mean no equal for me
there's a hero in the family
obviously, he is me