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"badagry" poems
I remember the trip to the land of no return The well that is more than 100 years old The one story building belonging to the missionaries A cubicle room that contain thousands of our forefathers The chains,The castigations The badagry Slave Trade Market Then I imagine the pain,The wounds, The rage that boils in their heart yet the white man shout "Apes obey" How blacks betrayed blacks for coins,selling their birth right for breads Truly independent is what we need To the souls that were lost in battle I say "Peace" 55 years and here we are To independence of my Father's Land HAPPY INDEPENDENCE NIGERIA
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 5:35 AM UTC
olayinka-temitope
55 Years on the Go
I remember the trip to the land of no return The well that is more than 100 years old The one story building belonging to the missionaries A cubicle room that contain thousands of our forefathers The chains,The castigations The badagry Slave Trade Market Then I imagine the pain,The wounds, The rage that boils in their heart yet the white man shout "Apes obey" How blacks betrayed blacks for coins,selling their birth right for breads Truly independent is what we need To the souls that were lost in battle I say "Peace" 55 years and here we are To independence of my Father's Land HAPPY INDEPENDENCE NIGERIA
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