For Ken Saro-Wiwa
16 years the tears still flow freely
The blood of the brave still drips like crude
Hearts still heavy, and hands still akimbo
Men still weep and women still wailing
Streets still deserted and soldiers still watching
A life lived and groomed for the slaughter
The struggle still rages in the delta
Shell is still spilling and murdering the fishes
The politicians still playing chess with the blocks
The road to Ogoni still as treacherous as Syria
The Bakassi people are now Nigeria Refugees
Our schools till float from June-June
Now all we have are Militants
Even the politician have started to give amnesty
The NDDC have failed to develop anything
We have political appointments and then
disappointments
Shell has agreed to pay compensations in Billions
The son of the soil is now the president
Dear Ken, nothing has changed since you left
Our comrades have gone back to the trades
Only now we are shipped in slavery on our own land
Rise up Ken, let’s match to Abuja
Your struggle, your life and your legacy still lives
For you today I drop my hat, 16 years and it still
hurts!
-Omo-Ekun, Ilu-Nla
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