Night after night we fought for our soul.
Day after day we worked for our survival.
The North became our biological brother.
The south’ our home.
We had a glorious wedding in the Sahara.
But we divorced in Sudan.
We got into union in the Atlantic.
But we filed for separation in Nigeria.
Tomorrow, we will remember when we eat together.
Still tomorrow, we will remember when we use to play on the sand.
Now, we need to ask ourselves questions.
Who has done this to us?
Who is throwing stones to asunder?
Tomorrow, we shall sail to the shore.
And we shall hug like brothers once again.