There were three eggs in one basket <br /> <br />that came from a very different hen; <br /> <br />one with Jewish blood in his vein came; <br /> <br />anoth’r, a Bayajidda, from Far East; <br /> <br />and the third a claim’d heir of Oduduwa. <br /> <br />These three jamm’d togeth’r and fought anoth’r; <br /> <br />one triumphing ov’r anoth’r, <br /> <br />to enslave anoth’r. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Lat’r a period of pause came, <br /> <br />with each egg living on their land, <br /> <br />which he fielded for his heir. <br /> <br />Buying and selling they engag’d in, <br /> <br />promoting their own culture <br /> <br />until those yellow pawpaws came <br /> <br />from their far snowy-hurricane-infected land; <br /> <br />they came ruling us with iron hands: <br /> <br />chaining our necks, our legs and our hands; <br /> <br />they’re no friends at all, at all – <br /> <br />but they forced us into signing friendship <br /> <br />while deep in their heart they met hateship. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Now we’re bombing our broth’rs; <br /> <br />our lands have turn’d to be kidnapp’d, <br /> <br />ceding to our next broth’r; <br /> <br />the lands our parents gave us to inherit, <br /> <br />the land fill’d with milk and honey, <br /> <br />filling our heart with joy, <br /> <br />the land along the coastal area. <br /> <br />Alas, the sun has burnt us! <br /> <br />The snake bitt’n our legs! <br /> <br />These lands are ours, <br /> <br />we’ll fight back some day to come!<br /><br />Eche Ononukwe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-people-of-the-river/
