SAEFEXPERIENCE

      A Crying Country See the land our forefathers suffered for and freed, Giving birth to thorns and injustice, Peace and unity indeed, There ain't no justice, just us. The youths are not the leaders of tomorrow, I believe everyone is in consensus with that now, All I see in tomorrow is a constant cloud of sorrow, That paints itself black to imitate her brow. I see only one hope for Nigeria, a land of honey, Where all tribes, religion and beliefs, Desiring neither power or money, But only the good of her mother land to offer solace and relief.                                      -Saefhenry Osas

In Africa, the sun rises and sets without warning, and the winds blow through the old forests with the songs of legends, the marks of their passing staining the blood-red sands. And some of those legends are true. ****** In the old Edo, the first true black civilization, the empire was home to many tribes and cultures. Bound together by the Obas who ruled after the era of the Ogisos, the sky kings, it stretched almost five thousand miles in either direction; from the steppes of the Dahomey to the swamps of the Niger Delta. Within were the Itshekiri, the Etsako, the proud Ijaws and Urhobos, the noble Esan, the big and powerful Binis and the Igbos both west and east of the Niger River. All paid homage to the Oba and in turn were blessed by him, for the Oba was more than just a man, the Oba was king, the Oba was god on Earth. Oba ghato kpe e! The Bini empire was called Edo and it was powerful, the envy of the neighboring kingdoms to the west and the north. Their trade g