There was a country
An envisioned civilized government
Bursting with juicy promises
Truthful and incorruptible leaders
And lifelong peace.
But that country was a lost cub
In the midst of a vast savannah
Fighting to stamp her mark
In a grassland filled with bigger and ferocious animals.
Finally, the moment arrived
Led by her general
She marched forward
In an attempt to free herself
From the clutches of the wild
But the wild wasn't ready to let go of her.
Breakfast came with the sound of bullets
Whizzing by the ears of many
Narrowly missing the hearts of the masses
The country pulsed with fear, anger and hatred
For the beasts of the wild wouldn't set her free.
Dragons circled the land
Hurling fireballs at the scared populace
People scampered around like rabbits
Looking for safety and the comfort of home
Blood drained into the rivers
The once clear waters
Transformed into a raging pool of gore.
Little ones clutched the hems of their mothers' wrappers
Thumbs in their mouths, hunger clawing at their swollen bellies
Heads the weight of watermelons; legs the size of twigs
Tears streaming down their sunken cheeks,
They wailed for their fathers
Who had been enlisted for the battle.
Food was scarce
Roads were blocked
Starvation grinned at the populace
Death laughed in their faces
Water shrunk away from them.
The only constant thing at that point
Was the never ending sound of gunshots
And the heart wrenching screams of women and children.
One year passed
Two years gone
Three years went by
She was out-numbered and helpless
She surrendered
Couldn't take it no more
Thousands had lost their lives
Fathers never returned from the war
Mothers never saw their babies again
Children became orphans.
The fight for a country came to an end
But the name of that country is in every mouth
That struggle for a country will never be forgotten
The blood of strangers and indigenes still fill the land
Deep in the eastern heartlands, the war will always be remembered
The boom of cannons still hang in the air
There was a country
And it was called Biafra.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS IS ABOUT THE CIVIL WAR IN NIGERIA THAT RAGED FROM 1967 TILL 1970. I ADDED A LITTLE BIT OF FICTION TO THE FACTS THOUGH. ENJOY!! DO NOT FORGET TO VOTE AND LEAVE A COMMENT IF YOU LIKED IT.
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