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I shall dip my tongue in the sea
and wave farewell to freedom;
it is not far from mile stone-cold.
eagles hover above rooftops
of burning warri
with flame-guns to light
candles in the calm sea.
young horns howl in the night
to tear apart the old fortress
breeding witches to dance
on the grave of the future.
It is not too far from stone-cold,
I shall dip my tongue in the sea
and wave farewell to freedom.
poem
by
Orike Didi
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