And then came the bomb;
Creation of sweat, scraps and ingenuity.

Like a lorry load of relief
amidst a (sorry) tale of Kwashiorkor,
it became a shining beacon of hope;
in the midst of crippling despair.

Of victories won
and battles lost
, it’s name was carved in time.
At Abagana, raining down death in multitudes
it’s  fame was etched with blood.

And at the cessation of hostilities,
beyond the chaotic aftermath of it’s coming;
no victor no vanquished they declared …
O Ogbunigwe.


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