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Remember me

I remember your stories

Of bombs and guns

Of decimated hills and homes

And broken dreams and destinies!

I remember the thunder that broke backs

That tore the roof off our homes

And brought hardship upon babies

I remember you the victor

Who took our children

And made them men,

Men which became slaves

And must flow with the waves

Of a failed nationhood!

I remember tales of portruding bellies

And men who enjoyed seeing fellow men dead

The rat-tattling of heavy machine gun

Which drove children away from their homes

And killed the soul of men who called us conmonwealth

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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