TEARS OF THE SUN.Poem: written by Ada Nnamdi Kanu

The cannon has long kissed the sky,
Yet the ghost still dwells with us
Faraway in the Savannah,
Guns and bullets drummed in our home's.
Little children running here and thereto avert the wrought  of stray bullet. Bombarded and dissoluted are we
Helpless children laid to rest by kwashiorkor.
We are all casualties in one way or the other.
Both those at home andthe emissaries abroad.
We are all victims of theneedless blood bath.
As we watch helplessly to the slain of our brothers.
Perhaps one day our bones will later sing or cry out for vengeanceto the murderers of our innocent children.
Though it rains,The sun will shine again.