BIAFRA (SONNETS ON POST COLONIAL AFRICA'S FIRST GENOCIDE)XVI
"BIAFRA'S mother: you doomed the SUN-POET. As the GREEKS plundered accursed TROY, AENEAS carried TROY'S lares and penates to safety: seed-fire of a future blessed by the gods. MOTHER BIAFRA: seed buried in earth must die. Life unfurls anew only when buried seed shrivels, dies - then dead seed bursts open, ruptures the husks of death, unfurls new life, new leaf reaching for the sun. But EZI-NNE has thrown away the life of the POET-SOLDIER on a suicide mission. Special forces training be damned: the mission BIAFRA gave the SUN-POET was doomed from the get-go. Were our starving deaths not enough? EZI-NNE: the SUN-POET you shredded in NIGERIA'S meat grinder was BIAFRA'S best and brightest."
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