TO ALL I SEE DURING 1967 CIVIL WAR

Looking quietly like my age
Will never get old to tell those
Stories I experience as I see
Things that are greater than
People that are coming after
Me.
To all I see during the civil war,
Is a war crime and the whole world
Watch in silent.

I ve seen a lot pain, when people die
Without medical attention and much
Death during the war.
Those tragedies leave much
Pain behind unsettled and even in
Thousands of years the injustice
Will live on in the minds of unborn descendant
To all I see during the civil war
Is a inhuman against fellow human
And the whole world watch in silent

Till the time I will choose my rest
I will write those injustice stories
That happened during the civil war
That had never see day light
With much pain my pen write freely
To all I read or heard about the civil war
Is a brutal killing against harmless
Woman and children and the whole
World watches in silent.

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NOT NOW WILL ONE KEEP SILENT

Not now....
Birds hide their net in trees
Beast hide their head in caves
But for man, he chooses his home
Pointing out straight, like all is in
A straight road.
Not all hands that point straight
Know the right road.
Not now will one keep silent to
Injustice. Free Nnamdi Kanu

Most countries had fought there
In blood for years to liberate their
Right to freedom.
In his fight for freedom he choose
It with peace without blood shed
Just protest of peace.
Thousands have died in time,
Blind to their right to freedom.
This is twenty-first century, we are
Exposed to change and we know
Freedom is sweet
Not now will one keep silent to
Corruption. Free Nnamdi Kanu

More than three million souls seek
Freedom in peace before accepting
Their sacrifices of death
Not all that seek death with pain
Die for others to live fulfilled
Not now will one keep silent to
Inhuman act against human
Free Nnamdi Kanu.

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MORE THAN THREE MILLION SOULS

Have you ever lost someone
So dear to you?
Have you ever heard million
Cry from the children that lost
Their mother or listen to the
Sound of nature when it cry?
More than three million souls
Cries in my ears

Sometime in July 1967
Cloud seized to cover,
Sun seized to shine and
Moon seized to light our night
I cried and cried but nothing
Happened.
Just for aims of power
I lay in my own blood
Losing life like it never counts
More than three million souls
Were lost in my arms

Much had happened in time
And UN, OAU and Amnesty international
Watchs on with eyes opened in years
As a child I have cried and I have lost
Tears in things I cried for
More than three million souls call
For freedom in my eyes as I watch

Just close your eyes and open it
See a lot of life going off in dust
Let rain that fall upon me, turn
To peace to wet all the worries
I see now
I stand for peace to gain which I have
Lost in years.
Freedom I see in my tears as I cry
I can't run away anymore
More than three million souls long from
Dust for freedom.

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ALL IN HER FACE

Maybe all has gone too
Fast in time, in those time
I was held in chain as a
Slave in the plantation,
Planting growth in all the
Earth to feed in the masters
Field.
All in her face time fly and
The earth is feed but my strives
Had gone into a forgotten

Maybe all has gone blind to
The winds, as those time I was
Force to fight in saving the world
Making life worth living for all
I fought with all I got
All in her face time fly and the hero's
Were called, marking them in time
As immortal to their glory but I was
Forgotten

Maybe all has gone blank in
The secret records the archeologist
Find my strives in, as those time
I was with the world leaders building
The earth for human habitation.
All in her face time fly and the world
Left me out against all.

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OUR LIFE ARE NUMBERED

Blow to the rage that cross
Nature, lost dream but grow
In hope to immortality
Sometimes its like a rolling
Pillar of fact and unconditional
Occurrences that makes us human
To the journey unknown.
Every sun rises, our mortal body
Moves into aging as the day drops
strength in us.

Holding on to life and make impact
Before dying, believing one day life
Will give up in our mortal body
Cold gets colder in speaking out our
Mortal inheritance
Each day, I notice I'm still under the sky
And sun shining on my deeds. That smile
Right on my dreams.
Knowing it will fall on my feet before I die
When air will be measured with pin to me
Leaving no faith of surviving to my body

Death, I know will feed on my body but
He can't feed good deeds I made in life
One day I'm going to die.
Hmmmm... Me, son of Zion.
Prince to a royal hood, husband to the
Daughters of Eve, great son of Adam
It's like to live and no die.
Oh my parent, my wife, my children,
My siblings and my country.
Is like to choose another Holy day to
Be reborn and live to no die

Tears can't stop destiny and its destiny
To die in a choosing time
No power can stop death.
Yes, I may let go life for death as his
Time when I have fulfilled my assignment
In life. I believe I will live again when my
Deeds will be history to die no more
Beasts die, and man die.
All who walk on the earth die but the true
Hero never dies.
In memory he will live forever.

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WE HAVE BEEN HERE

Not in those thousands of
Years the Westerns calendar
Counts or to the count Greeks
Counts their days
All to the sun that raise to the
Half of a yellow sun we choose
Our four market days,
Our existence had marked us
Back in centuries before explorers
Ever notice our sea sour
WE HAVE BEEN HERE.

Not in those tricks to rule
We see now
Before ruling become headway
Our kings serves his people
Ruling like self god to the way
Of gods
To chi abiama we all call to and
To kings we listening to
WE HAVE BEEN HERE

In those time we rules in councils
Order but now civilization has come
And many holds time in space to
Their existence in their ancestors
To all we see now
We have been here crafting  our
Artifact in our kinds to show we have
been long in existing here before time
Starts counting.
WE HAVE BEEN HERE.

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FAMILY TREE

Why do we compare our
Source to trace our roots
Names we bear in the family
Doesn't matter but the odd
Things we do to hold the family
Name to existence, chooses the
Meaning in us.
Not the kinship order that is great
But the rules of life we live made
Us powerful.

Once family name is tag to power
It existence lay to survive the pin
Of enemy around.
The fact that we are all rooted in
History makes us feel more secure
What if our family tree are more like
Birds twitting endlessly to ages
The truth is that we are all related
To a greater source in one big family
Is just a question of how far back can
We trace our family tree
Deep down in all of us we share one
Blood avenue
To a close trace we are all a royal
Blood and line of strong powerful
Being on earth.

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