Curse Of No Man's Land Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Our hope blaze like the rising sun
At the beginning of our evolution
We found ourselves in a deep pit of tribe
wrapped around by the shroud of faith

Like a broken chariot, we watch our country burns
Who set the fire?
Who indeed ignites this fire of hate in us?
They told us Amilokon
Others shouted 'Namu namu ne'

It's a war of choice
caught in the pavilion of religion
If Africa desires freedom
I mean the horn and anus of the Sahara
Then it must remove this madness of tribe
And the curse of religion