I just returned back from Okwa, the only place I call home, where my umbilical cord connects where my first cry was heard There could never be life without here
I just returned from Okwa A long wearing walk it was 40km on foot. Through an endless body of forest Under fierce rainfall and tens of swelling rivers And oh how my knees ache!
I just returned from Okwa Drowning in the pool of my own tears How things have changed Amidst shattered schools, battered Healthcare Broken souls, broken hopes Yes things have changed Only for the worst
I just returned from Okwa Wondering if same clay moulded us all Thinking just where we went wrong amidst nature's gift we are bound to not enjoy By the same nation sapping, yet forsaking us
Leonard Akwo
Iām often broken every time I think about where I come from