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Wednesday, 24 July 2019 23:36

POEM: Albino Boy Biafra

Written by Emeka Chiakwelu
Albino Boy Biafra Albino Boy Biafra Leila Khartani (2010)

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Albino Boy Biafra

Written By Emeka Chiakwelu

What was your name?
Where were your parents?
Why are you so thin and pale?
With torn clothes, half naked and emaciated body
Yes! You were a child of misery and grief
Born in hardship cupped with calamity
Etched in withered body and soul
A child birthed in cankerous wind
Rejected by monstrous rain

starved and malnourished because of an idea
Idea is dangerous
Because an idea never dies
believed in the liberation 
Of the freedom of mind and body
Mind is free but body is bound
Body was malnourished
Bones were brittle 
Stomach was anguished with strange noises 
While the idea was hidden in the mind

I was just a child and I was called a Biafra
I don’t even know what it means
yet I bear the brunt of the idea

My father was killed
My mother is heaped with sorrow of dry tears
We have no food to eat
We have no water to drink
We have no house to reside
So what happened to your food?

The big steel bird dropped fire from the sky
The fire consumed our farms
The fire burnt down our houses
The fire consumed our village
Fathers were burnt alive and mothers buried alive
While children were scattered
Like feathers of a slaughtered hen
Pales took my pictures but refused to feed me

I am the only one alive in my family
I have not eaten for days
I want to eat some food
But they said there was food blockade
What is food blockade?
For they said that starvation is weapon of war

I hate wars 
It took my father
It took my mother
It took my sisters
It my brothers
And finally it took my food.



Emeka  Chiakwelu, Principal Policy Strategist at AFRIPOL. His works have appeared in Wall Street Journal, Huffington Post, Forbes and many other important journals around the world. His writings have also been cited in many economic books, publications and many institutions of higher learning including Harvard Education and Oxford University. Africa Political & Economic Strategic Center (AFRIPOL) is foremost a public policy center whose fundamental objective is to broaden the parameters of public policy debates in Africa. To advocate, promote and encourage free enterprise, democracy, sustainable green environment, human rights, conflict resolutions, transparency and probity in Africa. This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it

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