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Native fly: Not Igbo

When they want to make you look like a trash
They call you, by a name not on the map…
One day, I shall join my great ancestors
Whose souls lives on, from my head to my crus.

But for now, I am a part of this land
And I owe a great debt to dust and sand
In case you are not aware of my tribe
And who I am; dear, I can be your scribe.

I am from a land of many great Kings
That breath and have leaved with honors they bring
Located down the south of Nigeria
Surrounded by kingdoms, with known borders.

I am from a great land, that replicates
Good genes of wealth, riches and sound greatness
If you doubt, please take out time, check the facts,
Our indigenes are great resourceful giants.

When addressing me, use not Delta Igbo
I take bride in my tribe, Ika – Agbor
For it is a shame, when you do not know
Where you are coming or going forth to.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu


  1. Shirobanryu says:

    Hi. Thanks for this. This in deed is an aspect i miss. My Grand-Father was found in Rome as a 4 Year Old after WW2. He knew only His Name… Joe. Appreciate the Share. Take Care. Till next…

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