Wandering restlessly in the kingdom of love was my mind Seeking for a place to settle at last in peace Suddenly on the horizon appeared a lovely shrine A Hallowed ground where my worries would cease
My new domain turned out to be God's paradise Where prevailed an atmosphere of warmth and tenderness I've wondered if it wasn't Heaven itself in disguise For everything there was filled with grace and sweetness
I realized that until now I was living a lie That I had discovered what destiny had preserved In that heavenly place, it wasn't possible for me to die As long as I gave it all the love it deserved
Every single instant, I fell more in love with this hallowed ground And I promised to never let it slip afar Now my mind has found a reason to settle down That divine shrine is land of rising sun, Biafra
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
I am for Biafra!!! The passion for her Inflames my heart and soul And like a first and true love I cannot forget her from my thoughts And with longing will I seek her, In a penthouse of elegant decor, In a one office shack of frugal modesty, Or in an unceremonious hole in the wall I will always be for Biafra!!!
~ I am for Biafra by UKAOBASI (BiafraNigeriaWorld, 08-11-2001)
[ November 08, 2001: Message edited by: Ohafia Udumeze ]
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
This maiden called Biafra must be one helluva Princess. She's being loved, wooed, and sought after...from the pent House to the shacks, and down into a hole in the wall. Biafra, thou art blessed!