"betterstill" poems
I am Biafra!
Though the world denies this truth
let them their eyes pluck out
or betterstill brave the raging sea
for where i come from
am undeniably proud of
ask the rising sun if you must
or betterstill ask Amadioha
for i am Biafra now
in another life i will be
four decades ago you had us slaughtered
and you caged us in our own land
selling our oils and gold
and you killed us while America watched, and Britain fed you arms
now you pray for peace and prosperity
forgetting in a hurry your darkness and curses
Away with you now
For i am Biafra and we never forget
See now how slowly the sun rises
or are you blind now?
Scoop the blood you spilled
be intoxicated by it
run as far as you can
for even the worst draws near
you will never see peace
until your every coin you owe you pay
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC
Wanted to show you everything
how much we have lost
life is such a huge trap
sorry you found your child
cold and dead with his face deep
in that cold sand and alone
if he lives would you have stayed
or try again to cross the world
we have the West to blame Sir
the bombs and wars and all that
the destruction in your world
will they ever stop i wonder
while a hundred of you sail
to a world you do not know
think always about this
or betterstill pray about it
where did we go wrong
do we pay for ever queuing
to cast our fate in the Sun
so we can be led and saved
all the time we smiled
we only hoped we will be fine
but its a few that damage us
they kick us about before you
while you sit at home starring
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 3:06 AM UTC