WHO I AM - A FREEDOM FIGHTER
Who l am, you well asked
That l defined as the likes
of a sunrise
That escalates
And free up daybreak
In captivity of the night
Who l am, takes the likes
Of an evening horn
That blows and awaken
The spirit of the oppressed
To the limelight of reality.
Who l am, not far from fetch
Fetch me And see the truth
Crowned with lies
For many years of oneness
Who I am, takes the likes
Of a freedom fighter
Whose head veiled with headach
Whose eye cry in secret
Whose laughter burn in pains
Who l am, a task to know
I really wish i knew,
That if not who l am
Then, I am you
Who wear lies in daybreak
Who took honor of a king
In a dance of stealing
Who eat the food
Kept for a child
Who kick water out
Of the bucket
Only to sit on it
Who I am, takes the likes
Of a missionary
Ready to die
For what he believes
Ready to die
To live tomorrow
Bears many pains
For joy tomorrow
Takes the blame
To turn tears to joy
Stands many trials
To get justice.
Who I am, soon
Will be defined
As a fullfiled promise
Of Biafra to the people
From God !!
All hail Biafra, land of the rising sun
Written by: Onyebuchi Eucharia.
Edited & Published by Mazi Collins
For IPOB writers
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