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Is it that our fathers
only made roads
that led the villages
to the forests,
Or is it because
we designed
metals on erosion paths
and call it rail-road tracks?

Who are we today
Without nzu on dibia's eyes,
Palm wine in the gourd
And kolanuts on the floor
before the giant statue of Amadioha?

Who are we
Without new yam festivals?
Without Ekpe and Ekpo
Without Egungu and Oro?

Or is it because our ladies
prefer Pomade to kernel oil,
And foreign belts to
jigida around their waists?

Is it because our young men
heat their body in a suit,
And fry their senses in a face-cap
Instead of ventilate in Ankara?

Is it because we
bleach our skin with hyssop
And shave our hairs
with razors like prisoners

Or is it because we
prefer Vitamin C to Agbo
And cigar to grandfather's tobacco?
Is it because
everything now read by the book
So we must live by the books?

Is it because we
prefer R&B to Juju and Fuji
Played with the talking drum,
percussion, cymbal and tambourine
In silvery nights
when old folks tell moonlight tales
And warriors
trample each others pride in wrestling
As the young women
crush on men they will never approach?

Is it because we prefer
a white man on a stick to
Sango whose venom is fire?
Or is it because we still have chains
From neck to hand to legs
in guise of The Word of God?

Who are we today?

Yesterday we were sons and daughters
of kings from the Nile waters.

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This poem is very strong, either heard aloud or read. We don't have to know the references, the sound of them and the inference is all we need. Really a fine work, try to publish it.

(I would remove this line :The African man has lost his pride.
That's what the poem is about , the rant is about. Don't need to say it, breaks the strong images into a cliche statement that takes a line stanza...a distraction.)

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

I'll do that immediately


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I'll do that immediately


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to retain your identity. Keep writing of your history. You have a flair for writing of the little day to day things that make up a society. I suspect you have a very good relationship with the eldest of your family. Ask them about stories of their lives, ask for personal stuff, like how they met their mates and such. Keep that and you will be able to preserve the stories and lives in poetry. ~ Geezer.

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