Nsukka

The town of old ripened by the university
The intellectual nerve of the secessionists
Where lies your heritage?
In your spreading sacred tree
Or in the precious fruits it dots out
Or is it in the rusty redden houses
That lay between your exotic thighs
If others have bronze for the Christmas show
You have gold chain to wear till theirs faded
When a place was sought for the Whiteman’s shrine
You were at hand to offer your bosom for it
Though you offered only the land but
It pocketed your old name and rape
The old famousity in you

poem by Abdulaziz Ahmad Abdulaziz Fagge
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