My People, My Love Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Can oil be separated from water?
Can a mountain be separated from the ground?
Who can drain all the water in the oceans?
I would never forget my root, my beginning
I am bound to this land by blood
My people are my love
Upon the mountains and valley i would fight
For their liberty and right
Although many may despise me in the long run
But i care not because they belong to me
Even if there is no money, i will work
According to the old song, 'Igwebuike'
He that has people has strength and power
My people are my love
May amadioha protect them
We dance in happiness when our Chi remember us
We dance together in happiness
Measure our joy with our footsteps
I would let go of the past history
Restructure the fallen mountains then
Welcome development in their lives
Because my people are my love.