₦airaland Forum

16 years the tears still flow freely
The blood of the brave still drips like crude
Hearts still heavy, and hands still akimbo
Men still weep and women still wailing
Streets still deserted and soldiers still watching
A live lived and groomed for death

The struggle still rages in the delta
Shell is still spilling and murdering the fishes
The politicians still playing chess with the blocks
The road to Ogini still as treacherous as Kabul
The Bakassi people are now Nigeria Refugees
Our schools till float from June-June

Now all we have is Militants
Even the politician have started to give amnesty
The NDDC have failed to develop anything
We have political appointments and then disappointments
Shell has agreed to pay compensations in Billions
The son of the soil is now the president

Bros Ken, nothing has changed since you left
Our comrades have gone back to the trades
Only now we are shipped around like slaves on our land
Rise up Ken, let’s match to Abuja
Your struggle, your life and your legacy still lives
For you today I drop my hat, 16 years and it still hurts

For ken, for struggle, for Justice! Omo-Ekun, Ilu Nla

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Ken Saro -Wiwa @ 16

16 years the tears still flow freely
The blood of the brave still drips like crude
Hearts still heavy, and hands still akimbo
Men still weep and women still wailing
Streets still deserted and soldiers still watching
A live lived and groomed for death

The struggle still rages in the delta
Shell is still spilling and murdering the fishes
The politicians still playing chess with the blocks
The road to Ogini still as treacherous as Kabul
The Bakassi people are now Nigeria Refugees
Our schools till float from June-June

Now all we have is Militants
Even the politician have started to give amnesty
The NDDC have failed to develop anything
We have political appointments and then disappointments
Shell has agreed to pay compensations in Billions
The son of the soil is now the president

Bros Ken, nothing has changed since you left
Our comrades have gone back to the trades
Only now we are shipped around like slaves on our land
Rise up Ken, let’s match to Abuja
Your struggle, your life and your legacy still lives
For you today I drop my hat, 16 years and it still hurts

For ken, For Struggle, for Justice[/b]