Onyekachi Nwoke
Contributor
Sons of Naija
Onwards, Negroes marching in line,
Scrolls of humanity lynching the hate.
From Badagry to Boni
The Oyinbo chains unabated.
Onward, Negroes marching in line,
Lost chambers of our broken soul
Nothing left to keep us whole,
Forever bound to the bone.
Assaulted by the cacophony of slavery
Deceived by the hypocrisy of enlightenment,
Blinded by religious bravery of Rome,
Alas!!!
Arraigned by the crusade of dead aid.
