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My Biafra! Our Biafra! Your sun shall rise again Not in half of its yellow But as full as the moon. Our sons and daughters Shall sing a song and see Vision not black vision but White vision of unity. We shall write poetry and Dream dreams like Joseph, Days of loom shall not come, Wisdom shall we live with! My Biafra! Our biafra! The cock shall crow again, The Lizards shall stand again This time with their legs... Eve won't eat another apple, Adam won't be deceived again... We shall be far from this gory Land baptised with tears! We shall know no corruption, Peace shall greet every lips, Success shall be our tale to tell, My Biafra! Our Biafra! Biafra oh Biafra of our dreams! We are fighting towards your freedom before the night rain. A dream in the eyes remains Visible to the beholder until it Comes to filfulment at hand. (c) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016

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