Born-To-Obey [B.O.R.N.O] by Opia-Enwemuche Maxwell Onyemaechi

BORN-to-Obey (B.O.R.N.O)

Burn,

Open old wounds,

Rain careless bullets,

Never surrender territories,

Obliterate peace with violence

This is the present state of B.O.R.N. O

This should not be waved aside

when a lot of people die by the side.

This should not form a campaign song

when a lot has prevented us getting along.

This should not be based on religion

when we have to equip our national Legion.

This should not be seen as a myth

when we are all feeling the gruesome heat.

BORNO is under fire

and there are chants for political desires.

Peace is not a package from Santa,

but a collective responsibility sweeter than Fanta.

BORNO needs peace laden with fresh air

and not the killings here and there.

BORNO is BORN-to-Obey

her future should be secured today

or we wash away our future

as they dance and diffuse peace on belligerent aperture.

Opia-Enwemuche Maxwell Onyemaechi

He is a master storyteller, a poet and a novelist who loves adventure, culture and uphold God. His poem, The gods are Angry was listed in the anthology, Footmarks: Poems on One Hundred Years of Nigeria's Nationhood. He has written a full-length novel, The Oracle of Isieke which is available on Okadabooks. He is currently working on a collection of stories. Catch a glimpse of his poetry, short stories and opinion on https://maxxzymusdapoetblog.wordpresss.com

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