BIAFRA (SONNETS ON POST COLONIAL AFRICA'S FIRST GENOCIDE) XXVIII
"BIAFRA'S mother must not make the error my UKRAINE made. A people that forsakes their Soul; their Soul forsakes - as my UKRAINE that turned away from its Soul to worship the godless state found out. Swift was UKRAINE worshipper of the godless state's punishment. HOLODOMOR: genocide-by-starvation. UKRAINE'S fate drives me to BIAFRA. For when mother BIAFRA calls her dead, my hope that UKRAINE'S dead may grant me my death and the end of my shame may yet pass. A hundred years chasing the sunset thus to catch my death - that is a century of wild sorrow. A day one hundred years long - never yet catching up with the sunset that ends my purgatory. I pray BIAFRA'S mother avoids UKRAINKA'S curse."
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