I find it a continuing
privilege
To be called by your name,
To be tied to your ancestral
strings
And be revived under your
shades.
Hopes of dead heroes and
sheroes
Come shouting from another
place.
I wasn’t there to hoist the
first flag,
I rise now to erase that
fact!
Akpan
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