SHOCKING!!! US FOX NEWS - TALKS ABOUT BIAFRA NNAMDI KANU OF RADIO BIAFRA'S ARREST...SEE.
The
Indigenous People of Biafra says intelligence agents arrested a leader calling
for the peaceful secession of the southeast from Nigeria — a cause that
prompted a civil war in the 1970s in which an estimated million people died.
That group and the Movement for the Actualization
of the Sovereign State of Biafra say Radio Biafra director Nnamdi Kanu was
detained Saturday as he tried to fly to London from the airport of the
commercial center, Lagos.
It was not immediately possible to get comment from
the Department of State Security.
In July President Muhammadu Buhari's government
said it had jammed Radio Biafra's airwaves because it is unlicensed but the
station is still able to broadcast, airing grievances of the Igbo tribe who
accuse the government of discrimination.
REPUBLIC OF UNITED STATES OF BIAFRA ANTHEM
Land of rising sun, we love and cherish,
Beloved homeland of our brave heroes;
We must defend our lives or we shall perish,
We shall protect our hearts from all our foes;
But if the price is death for all we hold dear,
Then let us die without a shred of fear.
Beloved homeland of our brave heroes;
We must defend our lives or we shall perish,
We shall protect our hearts from all our foes;
But if the price is death for all we hold dear,
Then let us die without a shred of fear.
Hail to Biafra, consecrated nation,
O fatherland, this be our solemn pledge:
Defending thee shall be a dedication,
Spilling our blood we’ll count a privilege;
The waving standard which emboldens the free
Shall always be our flag of liberty.
O fatherland, this be our solemn pledge:
Defending thee shall be a dedication,
Spilling our blood we’ll count a privilege;
The waving standard which emboldens the free
Shall always be our flag of liberty.
We shall emerge triumphant from this ordeal,
And through the crucible unscathed we’ll pass;
When we are poised the wounds of battle to heal,
We shall remember those who died in mass;
Then shall our trumpets peal the glorious song
Of victory we scored o’er might and wrong.
And through the crucible unscathed we’ll pass;
When we are poised the wounds of battle to heal,
We shall remember those who died in mass;
Then shall our trumpets peal the glorious song
Of victory we scored o’er might and wrong.
Oh God, protect us from the hidden pitfall,
Guide all our movements lest we go astray;
Give us the strength to heed the humanist call:
To give and not to count the cost’ each day;
Bless those who rule to serve with resoluteness,
To make this clime a land of righteousness.
Guide all our movements lest we go astray;
Give us the strength to heed the humanist call:
To give and not to count the cost’ each day;
Bless those who rule to serve with resoluteness,
To make this clime a land of righteousness.
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